Dream of you late at night.
What do you do
When I turn out the light?
No matter who I touch,
It is you I still see.
It's touch and go,
But no one touches me.

It's you I miss.
It's you who's on my mind.
It's you I cannot leave behind.
It's me who's lost.
The me who lost her heart,
To you who tore my heart apart.

If you still think of me,
How did we come to this?
Wish that I knew it is me that you miss.
Wish that I knew it is me that you miss