You know where I'm coming from, when I say what I say. It's not about last night
It's more about the things to come.
To lose you to spring breaks, that you view as accepted, but it wounds me to know that this can't last forever on love alone.
I seem to recognize your radiance.

"Perhaps it's time you spread your wings.
You know, fly? That's all I can tell you."

But I don't do so well with change
But I can't live this way forever.
("I don't know what you are looking for, but I know it's not here")