Tony's POV
Sitting at my desk at 7am
You come out of the elevator
And I wonder can you see
What I don't want even to think?
Rule number twelve doesn't let me
But that's all my heart keeps repeating to my mind
We got a case, pack our bags and leave
On the car, there's an awkward silence
And I ask myself where are all the jokes that we used to have?
At five am you're sitting on your desk
Wondering who is the killer and when you will sleep
All I'm doing is look into your beautiful eyes, and hope you wont notice it
But, if you have, I just have one last wish
Tell me that you love me so i wont be afraid to say "I love you more"
I apologize, but there are words I just can't say, my mind and fear just don't let me
But instead you turn and walk away
I let you do it with no hesitation
I hope you dream about me, I'm saying:
"Hey, you're all that I can think about" and kiss you on the cheek
Wish you wake up and think that it wasnt just dreams or imagination
It was the real me