Texty: The Get Up Kids. Stay Gold, Ponyboy.

This is the closest to this friend that I've been
I hope you find it greener ground and bluer skies
I hope you don't think less of me
If I'm cold I don't want to watch you go

I'll cry until I can't see the whites in your eyes
Two more years, two more years
We'll be old enough to know better
Young enough to pretend
This is the last of my letters

I hope you find my home
I hope you're the first one in it
I know it won't be the same
And I'll be there if you need anything at all

You want to be
Run around the world with me
State your distance but it's not a million miles away
If this is what will really make you happy

Then I'll say that we'll be
Old enough to know better
Young enough to pretend
This is the last of my letters
Until I see you, see you again