3am

do you think of me at 3am?

or am i just wasting my time

thinking you do?

do you ever pass by the street

my house is on, wondering

what i'm doing inside?

are gray mornings wasted

wondering if i am dancing

in the rain outside?

well i am dancing

while tears roll down my cheeks

because i should be with you

and instead

i am dancing

alone

in the rain

while tears roll down my cheeks.

i am thinking of you

and what you are doing

at 3am

when i know,

deep down in my heart

i know,

it isn't me you're

wasting your day

thinking of.

it isn't me you'll

drunk call

or hope to

run into

in a grocery aisle.