Will You Return?

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.