Looking through my window up at you in your doorway,
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I can't believe this is happening.
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Everynight we say goodbye and everynight you almost cry,
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but now it won't be everynight.
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I can see you on the weekends,
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but I'm not sure if that's enough.
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And I pray we'll stay together, but I don't think that we need luck.
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Think of me when I am not around.
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If seeing is believing, then I'm sure that this will work.
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ICQ and AOL, but it will still be hard at first.
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No more calling you real early just to hear your voice.
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Believe me that I love you, but I have no other choice.
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I'll see you when I can, but it might be hard to get home,
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And I promise you Christmas, but the rest I just don't know.
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Think of me when I am not around,
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One more time, losing my mind.
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Here I go again,
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I'm sorry I could not be, here for you all the time.
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And then the last kiss goodbye you smile and wipe your tears away.
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(I'll always love you) I know this will be hard but we'll be fine,
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call me at nine.
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Weekends
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Punchline |