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And now let's have a song from Hope Griffin. One more step to make before I leave this town.

And there ain't outside my window is a pouring down.

I can't believe I'm really leaving this time

The needles reading fall on my foot hits the floor

I wonder what you'll say when I get to your door.

I hate to crawl.

This is goodbye after all.

But why does it take leaving for you to want me to say?

And why would it take dying to realize what you didn't say hey what you didn't say I was getting longer every mile I drive.

Sometimes I still wish that you were by my side.

Some things I know you can't control even if you try.

A hundred miles in and I'm pondering if I am still the same girl you said you loved back then,

I think a part of me will always be yours.

But why does it take leaving for you to want me to say?

And why would it take dying to realize what you didn't say.

Goodbye.

Never seems so absolute.

And I won't waste any more tears on you

now after what you put me through

someday

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