In His Mind - Debbie Gibson

He says he keeps a journal

I wonder what he writes of me?

I suppose by now I should know…

But I just can’t see

There are a million thoughts always

Running through my head

But the words I think

Are different from the ones I’ve said

In his mind

Can’t I go there?

Spend some time…

Just to see what’s going on

So I can see

If he really thinks of me

In his mind

Something different from his logic

Oh, I’ve kept it deep inside

And I don’t want to waste precious time

Gotta know what’s in his mind

A person of many words

But still a mystery

When he shuts his eyes at night

Does he see darkness or me?

(Darkness or me?)

No matter how close we are

There are things we’ll never tell

I know a lot about you

But I know my self better

Very well

In his mind

Can’t I go there?

Spend some time…

Just to see what’s going on

So I can see

Does he really think of me?

In his mind

Something different from his logic

Oh, I’ve kept it deep inside

And I don’t want to waste precious time

Gotta know what’s in his mind

Gotta know

I gotta know

In his mind

Something different from his logic

Oh, I’ve kept it deep inside

And I don’t want to waste precious time

Gotta know what’s in his mind