You ask what's on my mind.
What does that look on my face mean.
Why don't I ever talk about it.
Inside I crack and wind.

Sometimes its difficult to think about
I know its way to obvious in my eyes.
Got a letter from you.
Says you're leaving in thirteen days.

Seems as though you hardly stuck around
Before you're gone again.
I'll always think about you.
I get lost.

Watch the moon shine on the rooftop
The way you shined smiles with me in the streets.
I'm confused about what to say.
I can't find a way.

I don't know if I can make it clear.
I'm not sticking around here.