Say goodbye
On the train, for the last time
Your mind’s still inside mine
Fantasy of where and what we could be
A memory of us once by the sea
Sleep well with who I am
What’s the rush?
The summer only just began
You start to linger
Then I picture seeds turning into trees
See a window open
You’re still here
Even when you leave
What if I step outside
And see my inner child open?
I’m grateful that I tried
Even if it hurts from time to time
Sleep well with who I am
Looking back
On when the summеr just began