Leaving.
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go
How I hate leaving this beautiful place, this beautiful continent. I'm flying back in a few hours. Back to reality tomorrow. Ouch.
posted by Casablanca at
3:36 PM
3 Comments:
hey where u off to?...u leaving singapore?
Awaiting your arrival Missy. :))
Ekta,
No I wrote this when I was coming back to Singapore, after a week in Africa.
EU,
Back with a bang. Started posting the travelogue already :)
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