Send Me Some Roses

“Let’s blow this popsicle stand”,
She says as she packs the last of her shit.
There’s some things she gonna miss,
But she’s done with the rest of it.
She’s got a new job,
And a new life, maybe.
It’s time to start anew,
“Just me against the world, baby.”

Time to hit the road,
Time to get a different view.
Time to leave this place,
I’ll remember all of you.
Time to rediscover,
A world full of joys,
Send me some roses,
I know you’ll miss me boys.

“I could use a few more boxes”,
She cries as she packs her stuff.
Sometimes she thinks of staying,
But this girl’s had enough.
It’s time for a new locale,
Future loves and heartbreaks await.
She’ll drive the moving van slowly,
Cuz those motherfuckers can wait.

Time to hit the road,
Time to try something new.
Time to restart my life,
To say goodbye to all of you.
Time to put some distance,
Between me and all that annoys.
Send me some roses,
I know you’ll miss me boys.

Send me some roses,
You know how they make me feel.
I’m leaving this place forever,
And I think you know the deal.
Send me some roses,
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
I’m leaving town today,
But you’ll still love me tomorrow.

“I think I’ll miss the mountain air”,
She allows herself to reminisce.
There were some good times here,
But she won’t think of things she’ll miss.
It’s past time she made a change,
Moving forward, not looking back.
But it’s time she’s filled the spaces,
And acquired the feelings she lacks.

Time to hit the road,
Time to find myself, it’s true.
Time to pick up my pieces.
To put you all in the rear view.
Time to pack up all my shit,
My trinkets and my toys.
Send me some roses,
I know you’ll miss me boys.

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