Sixteen

Sixteen summers, and this one tops them all Summer just began but now it's time for fall I hate to do it but soon I'll say goodbye I hate so say it cuz i can't stand to see you cry I hate to see tears roll down your face So I'll come down every weekend if thats what it takes No need to worrie, fret, or cry Cuz before we know it I'll be back to say "Hi" You know I'll always be there to catch you before you fall Never hesitate, if you ever need me, just give me a call