My legs are all wobbly and I can't stand.
I can't stand to wave goodbye to you.
I'll never see you again, yet I can't be strong and wave you off.
I'm selfish.
I want you to stay by my side as a dear friend and not move away to see the world. I want you to stay forever in my arms, not to let you go yet.
Just one more day.
Just one more week.
Just one more year.
Why can't I go back in time to stop your troubles?
Then you can stay with me.
In this dumb old town, with the same people.
At least when you go, take me with you?
