March 20, 2010

gone.

hand out of the window,
feeling the wind flowing on my hand.
drove pass the golf club,
the guard stand.
but i am not waving any good bye.

i waited for you, 
as i stand there,
waiting for you to remember.

as i drive,
and i began to wonder,
how did the ghost has been there so long,
and not saying any good byes.

so long,
so long.

the speaker in the next door is blown,
so nothing sound quite right.

wish i could just drive through the night,
and wave this town good bye.

so long,
so long.

i was here,
but now i am gone.

i am taking my time, 
taking this drive,
waving this town good bye.

i will leave it under the cupboard and in front of your door,
all of our memories.
summer kiss,
among the sky,
just before she says good bye.

you were here, 
but now you're gone.

- he says.