I stand here as I feel my throat tighten
Screaming ‘Farwell my dear friend’
‘My life won’t be the same without you’
But I shall turn around and pretend
I meet your gaze a final time
And really wish I had not
My tongue goes loose as I say
I will miss you a lot
I feel the need to touch you
Have our fingers intertwined
Caress your hand and sqeeze it
‘Thank you for being kind’
We are standing 20 feet apart
As I wave my hand goodbye
I hope you will move on someday
And promise that I’ll try
I want to take a step towards you
But my feet tell me to stay
There is no path that leads me to you
I have to go away
And so this is our last moment
The place where our souls are severed
Time has rung it’s final bell
You shall forever be treasured
I stand here, as I feel my throat tighten
Screaming ‘Farwell my dear friend’
‘My life won’t be the same without you’
But I shall turn around and pretend