Its time to leave,
I hate that part.
I keep thinking,
Can I stay apart?
I know I can, tell
This stupid heart,
It sounds like a bell
Till I take it apart.
Its the worst part,
Of knowing and meeting you,
To spend happy times,
Till its time to say goodbye.
I always want more, and to stay,
To see every topic right through,
To go crazy over things, and fly!!!
But then, If I never went away,
There’ll be no thrill to meet you,
That sweet, innocent, crazy high!!!