The tenth day before I left   Everythign was just fine   She must have waited to cave in    On that day nine   This severly effected the eighth and seventh night   But that still didn't make me feel like the time was right   To say goodbye      Say goodbye to you my friend   Say goodbye      Ten, nine, eight, seven   Sixth day before I left   We pretended things were fine   Even though the ninth day cave was acting as both our minds   Fifth day and counting   Well she found it astounding   When I told her I didn't want to miss her while she was in my surroundings   The fourth day was new with her   Same question asked again   Once you're gone how long til I get my depth perception back again?   At that I had the same flabbergasted face for most of the third and second days   The final day before I left came and i still had nothing to say      The fifth day after I had left I was trying to adjust and she came   The sixth day she was stuck looking for sparks but couldn't see the flame   The seventh day I fell asleep in the fire that we had made   She woke me up and I said goodbye and we were never the same      Attraction a distraction   A fraction in a lifetime of satisfaction   Take action or back off