first period teacher asked me where my home is, i almost said you, love songs arent music anymore, their your smile, your laugh, secrets shared between two girls in the dead of night, i feel so warm when im with you, someday i fear ill burn. i am like the kid who let go of the balloon at the carnival, i watch you drift away knowing im helpless, i want to reach up and hold onto you, but we both know thats not how this was supposed to go. i love you has been spoken but never heard, its not true anymore, it was never true.
goodbye darling, my heart breaks as you fly away into space, then again i always knew you were an angel :)