will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
can we survive it out there, can we make it somehow?
i guess i thought that this would never end and suddenly it's like we're women and men.

will the past be a shadow that will follow us around?
will these memories fade when we leave this town?

i keep thinking that it's not goodbye, keep on thinking it's a time to fly.

and this is how it feels.

as we go on, we remember

all the times we had together.

and as out lives chande, from whatever,

we will still be friends forever.


 

idag går jag ut nian. det ska vara den bästa dagen i mitt liv. godnatt.