Japan

I took it back when I was 17
I watched it all from the passengers seat
I waited up for nothing more
He didn't want to explore

I put your stuff in a paper bag
I let soak in the rain
Let it wash all away
let it wash all away

Safe to say the least
There's not much I can keep
In line, but I don't mind
I'll just fly to Japan to cry

I watched you let me
Go again
This time alone
With a definite end
Thank god I packed my common sense

I think it's time to begin and
I thought in stories like these
Some body would call
And beg me not to leave
Why should I wait for you