Fly

Thursday, nine o'clock at night
Just calling to see if you're alright
Haven't seen you around
Wondering how things are going down

I see, you're bored with me
It's been fun, but now you've found someone
With whom you can reap what you sow
Thought you'd kindly let me know

But before I cry, I realize
I can hold onto my heart or hold onto my pride
I say goodbye
Once again I let it fly
Everything's gonna be just fine.