He's a helping hand to lift me.
He's a willing shoulder to lean on.
I wait for the time when I see him again.
But I try to guess when he'll be gone.
Will he find someone who's prettier
or much nicer to adore?
Will he find someone who's better
or just not want me anymore?
Will he leave just like the rest
or will he stay a little longer?
Will my worries scare himoff
or will it make a love that's stronger?
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