Islands - 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