I thought I'd get by
without you by my side
but life has taught me
so differently.

I search for something to say
that would keep you here
and make you stay
but you are intent to say goodbye.

So I'm down on my knees
and begging you, “Please,
don't leave me here to cry.”

But you just walk away,
ignoring all I say,
leaving me awash in misery's tide.

Now I see it so clear
that your place is right
but it's just a little too late.