Your playing games again
Acting like you’re my friend
Your hiding behind your hands
Afraid to look at me
Now what is wrong
Without you for far too long
So why won’t you let me help you
It’s my turn to be strong
History is in the past
Why not make this moment last
Meet me at a quarter past
The future is moving fast
It’s all in my mind
How we were and what we did
I’ll bring you back down to earth
In a blink of an eye lid
Don’t you look at me
You might not like what you see
It’s my turn
To be strong
Without you
For far too long
Won’t you let me help you
It’s my turn to be strong
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