Song: I almost do

I bet this time of night you're still up,
I bet you're tired from a long hard week,
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window,
Looking out at the city.
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me.

And I just want to tell you,
It takes everything in me not to call you,
And I wish I could run to you,
And I hope you know that,
Everytime I don't, I almost do.

I bet you think I neither moved or hate you,
Cause each time you reach out there's no reply,
I bet it never ever occurred to you that I can't say hello to you.
And risk another goodbye.

We made quite a mess,
It's probably better of this way,
And I confess,
That in my dreams you're touching my face,
Asking me if I want to try again with you,
And I almost do.