Nothing to hold on to when you`re alone, then you find each other.
She heard you`re leaving in august.
You promise to write, she`s waiting at home.
An unanswered call.
I want you to know I`m alright and missing you.
Too bad I`m stuck here with words from a note you sent long ago:
"I`d love you forever"
But I`ll be back in november.
I know that by then it will be the end.
