You came to stay to get away,
a week of fun just begun.
First two days we walked around, next two days i almost drowned.
First in the ocean, next in a boat that when i found out i cant float.
Fifth day of your stay we went to Mayfair's then to Clair's.
Day six what a mix you where mad i was sad. On day seven it was time to leave, couldn't believe so much grieve. One last hug and a final goodbye as a tear fell from my eye. As i drove away i heard a voice say "You OK" there i sat looking out the window and with a doubt i said "I'll be fine".
