Wrote about half/two-thirds of a song tonight:
Oh you know you make me melancholy
Like no one else can do
So I'm sitting here at home alone
Just thinking about you
You're a hundred miles away at least
And yet you're in my mind
Whatever I try to do it seems
I can't leave you behind
So I'll just sit here and sing
Wanting and wondering
'Cause I don't know anything
When it comes to love
Don't know what to do, about you, and me
I wonder if you think of me
I wonder what you feel
I wonder if I'm fooling myself
Or if this is really real
'Cause I want you to be happy
And I want you to be free
I'm just hoping in your life
There might be room for me
So I'll just sit here and sing
Wanting and wondering
'Cause I don't know anything
When it comes to love
Don't know what to do, about you, and me
So I'll just sit here and sing
Wanting and wondering
'Cause I don't know anything
When it comes to love
Don't know what to do, about you, and me