And IÂ’ll say "Send me a card when you get to where you think you should be."
Are you where you think you should be?
Too bad, youÂ’re missing the boat and IÂ’m gone.
Call me when you come around.
Will you call me when you come around?
ThereÂ’s too much, too much I know IÂ’ll never say.
Please take me back, please take me back.
But youÂ’re gonna die in somebody elseÂ’s arms,
And I have to live with that.