I open my door and here's what occurs.
A pretty little gal with pretty little curls.
Leans to the side, leans on my mind.

I don't want to live, but i sure don't want to die.
I'm stuttering again and tellin' her goodbye.
Oh m-m-my, goodb-b-bye

Will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.
Will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.

She walks up to me with something more to say.
Then hello and goodbye i hope that you're okay.
Well i'm doing fine… i'm doing fine.

Will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.
Will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.

I wish you'd see yourself as beautiful as i see you
Why can't you see yourself as beautiful as i see you?

I open my door and this is what i see.
The hope inside a girl just looking back at me.
Ohh my… goodbye…

Will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.
And will you come again? it's hard to say.
I surely hope so.