About You
Jeffrey Berman
I wonder what you're like now, are you still the same?
Do your brown eyes cry in happiness or swell in shame?
Do they paint all of my tattoos on the skin of your new man?
Her ring is in my pocket and I don't know what to do
I still think about you
I listen for your calm voice and soft echo
And see your faint reflection in every window
As I live under these bright lights and stagger in the dark
Her ring is in my pocket and I don't know what to do
I still think about you
Consider this our signal in the public's view
Cause I'm dying to know if you think about me too
Her ring is in my pocket tell me what to do
I still think about you
I still think about you
I still think about you
I still think about you