Don't turn back
you might see...

Let me go, see me fly
You know you'd rather see me die...

You want me back
But i feel its to late...

Saying goodbye
Is never easy to do...

I dont know who you are anymore
ever since you started hanging out...

I used to hold my breath
believing that you'd call...

As I watch the golden sunset
bow it's lonely head behind the trees...

There he is again
back in the picture once more...