Give me five minutes more
I'm not trying to turn you away
Spend all my time asking you what's wrong
But all you say is you can't explain

I hope it'll all come through
Then I can find it out for myself
I wish it'd all come true
And let it sort things out for itself

Leave me to myself for a while
It'll only hurt more now if you stay
I don't know how to break the news
But maybe we'll be better off this way

I hope it'll all come through
Then I can find it out for myself
I wish it'd all come true
And let it sort things out for itself
 
 

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