Don’t Go

Hey there
I've been sitting all alone
Waiting for your call to meet me
Now I wish that I'd have known
That you were planning to surprise me
Where you know I sit and wait
And now I ask you what's that sad look on your face

Don't go, don't go
You'll never get it back now, back now well baby
And I know you don't really want to leave me waiting
It's just the way things are and they're never going to change
And I said don't go, don't go
We need a little time for,
For us to say goodbye
(For us to say goodbye)

I've tried to break these chains you've got me wrapped up in
But I don't know where to begin
So I'll keep waiting here
For you, for you
And all you've put me through
Just for another chance to say to you

Don't go, don't go
You'll never get it back now, back now well baby
And I know you don't really want to leave me waiting
It's just the way things are and they're never going to change
And I say don't go, don't go
We need a little time for,
For us to say goodbye

So I'll be the gas and you'll be the lighter
Just spark yourself up and set me on fire
So I'll be the gas and you'll be the lighter
Spark yourself up and set me on fire
And then just turn and walk away

Don't go don't go
You'll never get it back now, back now well baby
And I know you don't really want to leave me waiting
It's just the way things are and they're never going to change
And I say don't go, don't go
We need a little time for,
For us to say goodbye
(Baby baby cant you see you really got to hold on babe..)

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