Where am I gonna go? What am I gonna do? There's no one to guide me Now
that I'm on my own I make my own decisions There's no one behind
me
I do my own talking Do my own walking Nobody on which to
rely Do my own lying Do my own trying You never let your apron strings
untie
If I said I'm sorry that you've gone I'd be lying I feel
more sorry for myself I'm crying, I'm crying
Wish you'd have let me
think And do for myself Knowing one day you'd leave me Knowing one day
you'd die The least you could have done Is make sure that I could live
easy
That I could I do my own talking Do my own walking Had a code
that I could live by Do my own lying Do my own trying Make sure that I
could get by
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