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.