Midnight thoughts

I looked to you, to find myself

Just like a book upon its shelf

Untouched, unread, forgotten as well

And yet, such stories have we to tell

You and I, we're quite the same

We’d end up playing the same game

That road leads here, this road leads there

And the road I’m on, to God knows where

That lovely May of yesterday

So full and gay, so unlike today

When birds would sing, for me and you

And still they sing, but just for you

The wind would blow, it’d make me smile

I haven’t done that in awhile

The sea was blue, the sea would glisten

I’d sing for you, if you would listen

I thought that maybe I could find

That missing piece in this heart of mine

I looked to you, to find myself

But now I look to me