question of reality

i called today to say my goodbyes

mistook your mood

i began to beg you

promises kept like yesterday's news

thanks for the memories and thanks for the time

thoughts come to me just like you came to me

so why do you stop as i'm begging for more?

when you look at me is there anything to see but you

when you think about me is anything real at all?

slowly draining away

it's such a shame

you've missed the point again

i can't let reality seep in

i thank you

i only do it to feel you watch me

confused intentions

you begin to beg me

our thoughts unreal

situations to see

thanks for the memories and thanks for the time

just like a voice that's heard by a child

hidden away too close to be seen

why do you call as i'm waiting at your door

when you think about me

is anything real at all

slowly draining away

it's such a shame

you've missed the point again

i can't let reality seep in

i thank you

i thank you