With Love, Yours Truly - Sparkletoes текст песни

you will hand me your dollars
i will ask if you want change
you will hold out your expectant hand
i guess you thought i meant coins
remember the times when i was young
i'd hold your hand over my heart
when i thought i must be dying
so you could soothe my rapid beat
i wanted you to be the one to break the news
that i was going to a place
from which no one ever returns