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I've been down this road before 
I walk out the door 
Leave you on the floor 
Sometimes you run and hide 
Your foolish pride's what keeps me from giving you more
So the best thing I can give to you is for me to go- leave you alone 
Cause you got growing up to do 
Someday I'll return when its time 
For payment in kind the church bells will chime 
You'll stand before me surrounded by lights Dressed in white 
You throw flowers in the air this night 
But the best thing I can give to you Is for me to go- leave you alone 
You got growing up to do