Lists

Lately all I've done is write lists
Enough to fill a book
If anyone would care to read them

Lists of love
And lists of regrets
Lines of sorrows
And charts of the past

I don't know what to do
Or if this will even help
But I have to do something
'Till I figure things out

Lists to get all my thoughts straight
Lists to organize
Sometimes my last resort
Is to just close my eyes and fantasize

Of me and you
And you and me
Then I start writing more lists
So I guess we will just have to wait and see.