The smell of your skin lingers on me nowYou're probably on your flight back to your home townI need some shelter of my own protection babyTo be with myself and Center, ClarityPeace, SerenityI hope you know, I hope you knowThat this has nothing to do with youIt's personal, myself and IWe've got some straightening out to doAnd I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanketBut I've got to get a move on with my lifeIt's time to be a big girl nowAnd big girls don't cryDon't cry=mas=The path that I'm walkingI must go aloneI must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grownFairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?And I foresee the dark ahead if I stayI hope you know, I hope you knowThat this has nothing to do with youIt's personal, myself and IWe've got

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