Everyday I come by your house and I pick you up.We go out and have a few drinks and few laughs and it's great.But you konw what the best part of my day is?It's for about ten seconds:from when I pull up to the curb and when I get to your door.Cause I think maybe I'll get up there and I'll knock on the door and you won't be there. No "good-bye," no "see ya later." No nothing. You just left.
