There is no remaining way for me to stay the day.
I have been here far too long and I should not delay.
Maybe you have seen my house over on the hill?
You may love the city life, but I have had my fill.

I promise not to stay away for you are much 2 dear.
Yet still I long for country air – th atmosphere that’s clear.
Maybe I will see you there, Waving from afar?
and I will sing a playful song while you strum your guitar.

I know that we will never be, but I can not let go.
I try to smother out my heart but feelings only grow.

Why are we so different, please?
Just tell me so I know.
I will never give you up,
although I chose to go.