The inner imaginations of my mind are an enigma

Oh, I've packed my things a thousand times, oh-ho-oh And I've faked believe all her lies, for the last time Take it or leave it 'Cause I'm really leaving I've purchased my ticket to New York First thing in the morning Kissing you good morning And whispering goodbye Take it or leave it 'Cause I'm really leaving I've made up my mind this time There's no coming back for you Oh, there's no coming back for you