I couldn't believe what he said as he walked out...
he said I was wasting his time and he didn't love...

Tears of worry on his checks
as he says goodbye for six months...

Written in stone the plan faded with age
all of a sudden the golden rules changed...

I couldn't help but cry
even after I promised to be strong...

The hands on the clock twiched as it struck one
but no one noticed till it was a moment to late...

I couldn't see your eyes last night
the shadows were casted just right...

Not yet grown up
but old enough to find his way...

That was me up there
pulling on those locks of hair...

My days are not yet numbered
My time is still my own...

The look of surrender in your eyes nearly made me...
And the way your eyes filled with tears made me...

Hello was only yesterday,
today is farwell...

He stands by the window with a sad look
his daddy took his brother on a fishing trip...