Do I love you with all that I have,
Or use you for all that I miss?
Do I need you with me, completely,
And if so, why am I questioning this?
I wonder if this is really love,
Or maybe just a fantasy?
Is it just you that I crave,
Or the the thought of you with me?
Is this really love that I feel,
Or something deeper within my heart?
Am I asking for more then you can give,
And setting myself up to be ripped apart?
Maybe I'm digging too deep,
Maybe I'm feeling to much.
Maybe I miss more of you,
Then just you're loving touch.
Maybe I miss the way your eyes,
Seem to caress my soul.
Or maybe when you hold me,
It's like you don't want to let go.
Maybe it's the tone of your voice,
When you say how much you care.
Or am I hearing more,
Than what is really there?
Maybe it's the way you touch me,
Or how you cried that night.
Maybe it's just how I feel,
That makes me wonder if this is right.
Maybe it's the way,
The tears soak my pillow.
That makes me wonder,
If maybe I should let you go.