Four a.m., and I still can't sleep,

still thinking how I fell so deep.

You're already deep in slumber,

couldn't care less that I wonder -

when was I filled with thoughts of you?

Would you ever think of me too?

Six a.m. the sun has risen.

Haven't had a wink of sleep and

got myself in load of blunder,

aimless walking as I ponder -

when was I filled with thoughts of you?

Would you ever think of me too?

Throughout the day, can't figure out

till I saw you wand'ring about.

You looked at me and I knew.

Oh, yes, I fell in love with you.

When I was filled with thoughts of you,

did I ever cross your mind too?

Lyric.