This is Not A Song

If Penny roams away, I will have lost everything,
In many subtle ways, I already don’t have anything,
I hate to watch you go, oh,
Nick, if you ever learn, it never shows,
And this is not a song,
So why do I find it so hard to move on,
Feels a crime to be crying for this long,
In upper atmosphere my head comes loose,
And in the free fall I can feel the blues,
I hate to watch you go, oh,
Nick, if you ever learn, it never shows,
If this is just a song,
Then why do I find it so hard to move on,
Feels a crime to be crying for this long