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.

Think of you later in my empty room,
Where I will fall asleep alone.

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!

Think of you later in my empty room,
Where I will fall asleep alone.