But not any more
I'm shutting your door
I'm going to be free
And do what pleases me

I'm going many miles away
You will never see the day
When I'll combe back to you
Baby, it's over, I'm through
Please don't ask me to stay
Because, I'm really going away

I'll find another man
and see if maybe he can
Love me real good
Like I thought you could

by: Belinda Joy Gregory © Copyright 1981

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