As i watched the train doors close
with both of us on opposite sides
I cried knowning that you weren't holding my hand
you weren't there with me to wipe my tears
and i would be returning to a lonely house
to a lonely room with only the thought of you
This weekend i will die inside
knowning that your no where around
i wipe my tears knowing that your not here
knowing that your not holding me in your arms
and calling me your baby
i just wish for the day when we can have it all
and not have to wait
i cry everytime i leave you it hurts so much
to see the eyes leave me so
please tell me its our last goodbye?
