With pen in hand my mind begins to wonder br Circles and lines half written br Then your name appears br Next to I love you br br I try not to think of you br But the heart has a mind of its own br Being almost independent and strong willed br It has the say for the night br br The paper becomes filled with thoughts of you br Desires, longing moments br Dream states left unvisited br A sigh forms and it begins again br br Circles and lines br Dots and hoops br Hearts filled with I love you br Creating the dream that comes every nightbr br Patricia Galebr br