In a few years I plan
to be going back
To save up some money
and fly first-class
And I have a feeling
I'll still be loved
They might look a little different
Feel a little older
but I have a feeling
they'll still be the same

The daily afternoon rain humidity
reminds me of the painful discoveries
And they all know that
its been more than awhile
since I cried and missed the plane
and left in escape
They all know lost friends
and being lost

No lets face the aftermath
and stop believing delusions
Time must pass
and things will have changed
No lets face the aftermath
and stop seeing deserted illusions
Time must pass
I made my mistakes
and will pay...

I made a choice
and now must make another
Time after trial,
trial after time
There is no bright future
as far as I see
And I have a feeling
I'm still hated there
They might look a little different
Feel a little older
I have a feeling
they'll still be the same