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.