First and last

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First and last

This is the first and last time I will write this entire song out in this diary. For playing it just reaks havoc on my heart. The goodbyes are getting harder, with his departure lagging. It's not that I want him to go, but since he's supposed to be, he just needs to get it down to San Antonio.

Do you know what you mean to me?
The world.

We'll be okay. It means a lot to him.

For Me, This is Heaven ~ Jimmy Eat WorldThe first star I see may not be a star,
we can't do a thing but wait,
so lets wait for one more,
and the time, such clumsy time,
in deciding if it's time,
I'm careful but not sure how it goes,
you can lose yourself in your courage,
When the time we have now ends,
when the big hand goes 'round again,
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still hear the last goodnight?
And the mother's comfort grows,
when I'm alone with my 'great' plans,
this is what she said gets her through it,
if I dont let myself be happy now, then when, if not now,
When the time we have now ends,
when the big hand goes 'round again,
can you still feel the butterflies?,
can you still hear the last goodnight?
I close my eyes and believe,
that where ever you are, an angel for me,
When the time we have now ends,
and when the big hand goes 'round again,
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still hear the last goodnight?

now ends.

regress /progress