( THINK ON HIM )

(richie)

I’ve got my moments
I’ve got my dreams
I’ve got my simples
I’ve got my routines
I’ve got him sneaking
into them and in-between
I’ve got me askin me
what does this life mean

if it ain’t money
if it ain’t the apartment
in the sky
if it ain’t freedom
or grabbing
whatever caught my eye
then I wanna
know
why
why
why

when I think
I can’t answer
I think on him
when I think
I can’t feel
I think on him
I think on him

I question the pedestal
his attention places me on
what if he realizes
all the faults are my rights
gone wrong
I’m a criminal
for making him think on me
I’m a criminal
for being so bold
with my sense of inadequacy
why
why
why
can you bring this out in me
when I say I want no boy
to come close
to captivating me

when I think
I can’t answer
I think on him
when I think
I can’t feel
I think on him
I think on him

it’s like bein high
in disorientation
it’s like history
out of rotation
I can’t explain
how he shakes my mind
it’s like I have spent all day
emo and drinkin’ wine
he takes me out of my world
to a future place, a future time