What will become of you when you're back?
will i be just a hay in the stack?
i still can't believe you flew away...
but i knew you wouldn't stay...
i just wanted to say 'i love you'
but now i don't know if that is true...
i've change so much just for you..
what eles more you want me do?
I've played your game..
i gave you my fame..
things would never be the same...
now all heart broken and lame...
What will become of you when you're back?
will i be just a hay in the stack?
i still can't believe you flew away...
but i knew you wouldn't stay...
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