
Afraid to leave,
when I'm sixteen,
I can't believe this day is here,
The day I look back, all in fear,
The day has come were I say goodbye,
Knowing some day I to will die,
I look at him with his hair so smooth,
he looks at me trying to be all cool,
with a twinkle in his eyes, he grabs my hand,
and seas,
don't worry my love your wish is my command.
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