Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

all my bages are packed
im ready to go
im stading here outside your door
i hate to wake you up to say goodbye
but the dawn is breaking this early morn
the taxi is waiting
is blowing his horn
already im so lonesome i could die

so kiss me and smile for me
tell me that you wait for me
hold me like you never let me go
im leaving on a jet plane
dont know when i'll be back again
oh babe i hate to go
i hate to go

thers so many times i let you down
thers so many times i playd around
but now you know that they dont 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 weding ring