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This might be my last chance, So maybe I should take it. I just hope your listening, To everything I’m saying. I miss the long drives, the car rides, The bad fights, the good times; The way you make me feel will never leave my mind. So, quit your crying And wipe the tears from your eyes. ‘Cause this is “see you later,” I’m not into goodbyes. Watch the brake lights as I leave your drive-way, The warm nights, will stay beside me, No matter where I go!
