Connecticut کے بول

From the subject to the predicate You let me know You're leaving for connecticut First flight tommorow. I've been seperated from you Lost track of time we've lost it's true Dearly departed from you Now to be split in two What more can i say? I dont have the words to make you stay My sentences falter, break, and fade From the ticket desk to the baggage check You felt so cold, last kisses for proper etiquette Before you let me go What can i say what could i do When it's all been left to you How can i take what you put me through When it's all been up to you...