Weekends

Lookin through my window

Up at you in your doorway

I can't believe this is happening

Every night we say goodbye

And every night you almost cry

But now it won't be every night



I can see you on the weekends

But I'm not sure if that's enough

And I pray we'll stay together

But I dont think that we need luck

Think of me when I am not arround..



If seeing is believing

Then I'm sure that this will work

ICQ and AOL but it will sure be hard at first

No more calling you real early just to hear your voice

Believe me that I love you

But I have no other choice

I'll see you when I can

But it might be hard to get home

I promise you christmas

But the rest I just don't know



Think of me when I am not around...

One more time losing my mind

Here I go again

I'm sorry I could not be

Here for you all the time



And then the last kiss goodbye

You smile and wipe your tears away

I know that this will be hard

But we'll be fine

Call me at nine..