When you’re packing up I miss you
Will you write me when you’re gone?
Well I wonder what the beach looks like in this snow
Well I’m stalling, yea I know
How to say just how I’ll miss you?
Does it have to be that bad?
Oh that bad
I’ll be there when you’re crying
I’ll give you both my hands
And I’ll listen when you feel that your heart
has seen more than it can stand
Couldn't say just how I love you
Doesn’t have to be so sad
Oh so sad
