Time blows softly all around us,
But we don??™t feel it now.
You made much more than a hole in the sky, boy.
You made us hollow on the inside.
So next time, when you??™re leaving,
Could you at least leave a note?
Next time, when you??™re leaving,
Could you tell us before you go?
Black wheels roll out a young heart,
As the cold wind cools our eyes.
You left much more than thick salty lips, boy,
You left us wondering why.
So next time, when you??™re leaving,
Could you at least leave a note?
Next time, when you??™re leaving,
Could you tell us before you go?
You go, you go, you go??¦..
So next time, when you??™re leaving,
Could you tell us before you go?
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