thinking of you

tomorrow i'll look back on myself as a fool
i always knew the truth, but as you move along
i need to sit and remember for a minute
why i throw away reason when love may be found
and love is reasonably fleeting
why do i suffer in a muddy crossroads
a closed-eye fantasy of your face
while i've lost you to another sidewalk
an open-eyed wish to be there with you
a stupid wish, i always knew the truth
tomorrow i'll look back on myself as a fool
but i need to sit here and remember for a minute.