i hold you in my arms
knowing it to be the last time
must this hug goodbye ever end
why do i feel this way for you
you who comfort me now as a friend

goodbye mixed messages
hello disconsolate heart
i would rather be here
in your unloving arms
in your unloving arms
than be home

this park i know well
its seasonal rise and fall
blows that warm december breeze
your mouth, your hair
my tears as you ride away