Dec 28, 2003 10:38
When you left home and moved to Colorado
The summer had come to an end.
My best friend goes, I try to follow,
Running as you disappear.
Stay.
You know how bad this hurts.
It's been five years and just gets worse.
Come back to WI.
Forever this time.
Cara's last day was our last chance to be best friends
Until we say "goodbye" and "I'll try to see you when the weather clears."
Then I went home and prayed that tomorrow
You would turn the car right back around.
Bluebell Rd just won't feel the same,
Since your gone.
Cara's last day was our last chance to be best friends
Until we say "goodbye" and "I'll try to see you when the weather clears."
Cara's last day was our last chance to be best friends
Until we say "goodbye" and "I'll try to see you when the weather clears."