He packed his final bags with a frown I’m going to miss his hair, it’s the prettiest brown It was raining as we drove to the airport I’m going to miss looking in his eyes like it’s a sport As I walked him up to his gate I stood there to wait I was expecting him to turn around To kiss me and hug me to the ground But just like he said before “Goodbyes are too hard” I can just fill my heart melting I’m like a flower that’s wilting “Why does he have to go away” I pray Goodbyes are too hard they say