I Wasn't Thinking About Music But You Were On My Mind Again I Just Sat Down To Write How I Miss You And These Words Just Rolled Out Of My Pen How I Laid Here And Stared At The Ceiling And Pictured You With Somebody Else I Just Wrote Down The Way I Was Feeling And Cried While This Song Wrote Itself I Wouldn't Write My Feelings For A Jukebox And I Didn't Make These Words To Be A Song I Never Meant For Anyone To Hear It But I'll Sing It All For You If You Come Home How I Laid Here And Stared At The Ceiling And Pictured You With Somebody Else I Just Wrote Down The Way I Was Feeling And Cried While This Song Wrote Itself I Just Wrote Down The Way I Was Feeling And Cried While This Song Wrote Itself