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Away
Your loading the plane,
Taking my heart,
Your family is waving,
Blowing kisses and finger hearts.
I'm standing back,
Taking it all in,
Wondering who's gonna,
Make me whole again.
And I cry,
On someone else's pillow--
It will be a pattern,
You'll call one day,
And my mom will tell you,
That I've moved away.
