Stay

I've got my mind on you
And I don't know what to do
Cause it's been so long since I've felt like we're okay
Baby I just wanna know what is gonna make you stay

I've had my mind on you
Well over a year I knew
That you were drifting down a separate road than me
I just wanna know if our loves enough to make you stay

You'll never know how much this kills me everyday
I've been tryin' but I don't know what to do or say
So please don't go I know it'll never be the same
But baby you're so far gone is my love enough to make you stay?

I've had my mind on us
But it never seems to be enough
Ive been searching for a way to walk away
But I know inside my heart that our loves too much I've got to stay

You'll never know how much this kills me everyday
I've been tryin' but I don't know what to do or say
So please don't go you know I'll never be the same
But baby you're so far gone is my love enough to make you stay?
Ya baby you're so far gone is my love enough to make you stay?

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