Maybe I’ll See You Around

Listen, we need to go now,

we can’t stay here any longer,


The train is leaving now,

can’t you hear the whistle?

if we run, we may get it

Can you hear me?


you can stay here, if you like,

I wont mind…

it’s okay,

I’ll be okay,

no, don’t cry now,

it will be okay…

I just can’t stay here anymore

There’s the last whistle…

I have to go

It will be okay,

Maybe I’ll see you around

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