This might be my last chance, So maybe I should take it. I just hope your listening, To everything I’m saying. I miss the long drives, the car rides, The bad fights, the good times; The way you make me feel will never leave my mind.
Think of you later in my empty room, Where I will fall asleep alone.
So, quit your crying And wipe the tears from your eyes. ‘Cause this is “see you later,” I’m not into goodbyes. Watch the brake lights as I leave your drive-way, The warm nights, will stay beside me, No matter where I go!
Think of you later in my empty room, Where I will fall asleep alone.