Now and Then

I've been called a fool before,
 but I just think I'm solely confused,
 You're supposed to be my pillow,
 Waiting for me to crawl back home.
 I've been told a few truths before,
 For one, I was never fair to you,
 But now you're well,
 And I wanna tell you,
 I love you whatever you choose to do.
 But every now and then,
 I wanna run back to you.
 Every now and then,
 I just might lose my mind.
 Every now and then,
 I wanna hold you real tightly,
 Like the neck of my third glass of wine.
 Nowadays, it's just me and my pillow,
 Slowly drowing, slowly drowning in the light,
 Staring out my sight sore window,
 Wishing I could crawl back into your life.
 Every now and then,
 I wanna run back to you.
 Every now and then,
 I just might lose my mind.
 Every now and then,
 I wanna hold you real tightly,
 Like the neck of my third glass of wine.