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What's to Come By
what's to come of us
when you leave
and I cry

what's to come of me
when we are over
and I feel like dying

what's to come of you
when this all blows over
and you are left with nothing

what's to come of the world
when all you can see is pain
and hopes of a new life

So what's to come of my dreams
when we are apart
and I'm done dying

I have to know the truth
so I can move on
and leave you behind

By Holly Burnett/Adriana