I just want someone near me
To be my friend
A very, very, close friend
What does it take
For that to be?
In a million years, I never
Thought it would be this way
I mourn and cry to be held by
By someone else
When will that fateful day
Will arrive?
I hope that people won't have
To deal with the pain I bear

I will see you next summer
And when you come back
I'll be gone
Don't miss me, nor kiss me
Neither hug me
I won't care no more
The memories are fading
Or at least I be praying
Don't you ever
Come near my house
I will be fading
Or at least I be pretending

In my dreams
I will be seeing you
I love you for the very last time
I see you again someplace else