I was on the way home back in the car sitting alone,
with the songs playing in the player.
I looked out at the window,
it was the same when I was on the way to the airport.
The only thing different is,
you are not with me holding me.
When I looked up to the sky,
I saw the moon.
Baby, it was the moon that we first saw.
Do you remember that night you hugged me tight?
You said you don't want me to go,
but I left at last.
There are so many things I want to do with you,
but too little time for us.
Baby, will you wait for me to come back?
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