Late that evening,
Maybe around 1.30 pm,
Then and there,
That you still talk about me,
And that you've spoken about it,
With you're parents, and with friends, and so on,
You told me,
Because after all,
I was still inside you're head,
You still thought over me,
From time to time,
Has it ever occurred to you,
That the reason why I'm still there,
Is maybe because thats were I should be,
Where I belong?
For you're in my head so you belong with me,
So maybe just maybe,
I could belong to you,
In the way that you belong to me,
And together we could create a little kind of happily free...
In our heads...
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