Well I want you my mind. Please help me so, I can get some rest from weary mind. And I hate to see you go. So what if nothing change I rather stay this way.
I hate to say that a year has passed.
Gotta get you off my mind or maybe live my life the way I wanna live. I wish you could be right here. It’s so fucking unfair.
Why did you not grow old to see my first born girl?
A year runs fast when you’re not here.
So my brain can’t complain, there’s nothing that I didn’t say.
In fact there was no time, to comprehend what was on my mind that day.
I wanted to be some other place.
I packed my camera. Figured it must be some kind of vacation.
And I hate that city ever since I stepped on that train that day.
Please just take me away.