If I'm Alright

Thought of you today. I remembered everything.
Chased those thoughts away. It's no good remembering.
Are your thoughts of me only black, never lively or bright?
And do you ever wonder if I'm doing alright?
Sat alone for hours, contemplating nothing new.
Finally took a shower. The smell of lavender shampoo
took me back to your door on a happier day,
and made me hope that, in your heart, you hope I'm okay.
I can't believe how fast the years have tumbled by.
Too late to learn my lesson now. It's too late to try
to make it up to you. I can't undo the worst I've done,
but I can't let regret define me.
Guess that's why I'm here. Thanks for picking up the phone.
Your voice so close to my ear somehow makes me more alone.
So I'll get to the point, the reason I called,
to ask you, "Do you ever hope I'm happy at all?"
And I'm not trying to find a way to set things right;
just some peace of mind before I say goodnight.
Has retrospect been my friend? Has it softened your gaze?
And now and then, do you wonder what I'm up to these days?
Or are thoughts of me only black, never lively or bright?
And do you ever wonder how I'm doing,
wonder what I'm going through, and
do you ever want to know if I'm alright?