Leaving On A Jet Plane

All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin'
This early morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could cry

So, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, baby I hate to go

There's so many times
I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now
They don't mean a thing
Every place I go
I think of you
Every song I sing
I sing for you
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring

So, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, baby I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Close your eyes
And I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times
When I won't have to say..

Oh, kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again

Leaving on a jet plane..

Leaving On A Jet Plane
Chantal Kreviazuk

Happy : An Extremely Flexible State Of Mind

"..I'm unwritten,
can't read my mind,
ending undefined,
I'm just beginning,
the pen's in my hand,
ending unplanned.."

Dear lonely isle,

Well I've made my decision.
Even if it isn't the right decision, I'll make it the right one.
And since I can go about it 2 ways, I might as well choose to be happy about it.

My mum commented today that she's relieved that I tend to accept things, and try to live with it.

Sometimes I think she forgets that I accept things because I don't have a choice.

Rather than whine about it, might as well accept it if I'm going to have to do it anyway.

So. I've decided.
Now all that's left to do is to be happy about it.

love, joyce.

~ You & Me ~

Sigh...

Dear lonely isle,

Guess what?
I'll be going first after all...

love, joyce.