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..