Its Monday night on June
I'm tryin to write a song
A song that I had promised you I wrote it all night long

I dont know who you are
And I never met you before
But theres a funny kind of feeling that makes me want to know you more

I know its kind of wierd
And a little bit absurd
But what's goin on inside of me is worth something to be heard

I ask myself to give me just a moment
To think about the song
My head is filled with inspirations
But please don't get me wrong
With all my doubts and my convictions
I ask myself again...

Is it wrong to write a love song without ever seeing your face?
Is it wrong to write a love song without ever seeing your face?

Maybe I'm a fool
Maybe I'm insane
I couldn't figure out why you seem to stuck inside my brain
Are you just a thought
Or are you there for real
Maybe you're just nothing more than pieces of a dream