who else would i think of, other than you?

Cause it's me and my music on a Tuesday night
And I'm doing my homework by computer light.
What else would I say, what else would I do,
Who else would I think of, other than you?

Cause you've captured my heart and you've captured my mind,

And since we've been apart it's been so hard to find

A purpose, a calling, a reason to try.
I used to give effort but I can't 'member why.

Cause I want to forget, yet I want to go back,

So I stay where I am, but then I lose track
Of what I was doing and what it was for.
I cared for so long, but not anymore.

Cause you've been in my past, but not in my "now,"
I've tried to forget you, but I don't know how.
And you weasel your way to the front of my brain;
I don't know how you do it, but it brings me such pain

To know that I had you and now that I don't,
And unless I do something right now, then I won't.
Forever and ever I'll be grabbing the air,
Trying so hard to hold somebody who's not there.

But maybe there's some way this still could work out,
If I could search through my past and then drag you to now.
So I try to reach back through the pages I've turned
In the book of my life, but alas!  They've been burned.

Cause the books of our lives follow one special rule:
Once a page has been written, it burns up--oh how cruel!
So you cannot go backward, just on to the next.
Only one way that these pages turn: right to left.

So I sit in my room on this Thursday night,
Wondering if this will all turn out right.
But what else would I say, what else would I do,
Who else would I think of, other than you?