I got an invitation from a girl I used to know back home. It was an invitation asking me to telephone. She said, it's getting lonely here. And I've been gone for close a year.
This wasn't ment to be. I always thought that we had an understanding. So don't, don't hold on to me. I should have said "now leave". This is all my fault.
Oh. I wish I could tell you my secrets, my dreams. Oh whoa. . Never thought of me as sentimental. Never thought of you as just a friend. But now that we are something more than distant.