I'll take the lonely road,
The sun above my head,
The sky a mix of pastel pink,
Purple, blue and red.
No one's coming with me,
No one has to care,
I won't come back, I won't return,
But I could maybe see you there?
I guess some things are meant to be,
And others are just wrong,
So, sorry that my book of life,
Wasn't all that long.