
Or does it?
Just in about two months, I'm going to be leaving this place.
I've kinda had enough of it already.
Sometimes the crap I get is just unbearable.
I cannot wait to get out of here, and to New York!
But then again, the closer it gets to me flying back to Singapore, the scarier it becomes when I have to face the truth.
Have you moved on, with you deeply etched in my mind?
Have I just become a part of your history?
What am I gonna go when I get back to Singapore?
Am I to go look for you, or am I to move on too?
I don't know...
Just in about two months, I'm going to be leaving this place.
I've kinda had enough of it already.
Sometimes the crap I get is just unbearable.
I cannot wait to get out of here, and to New York!
But then again, the closer it gets to me flying back to Singapore, the scarier it becomes when I have to face the truth.
Have you moved on, with you deeply etched in my mind?
Have I just become a part of your history?
What am I gonna go when I get back to Singapore?
Am I to go look for you, or am I to move on too?
I don't know...