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.