TARA I'm under your spell God, how can this be? Playing with my memory You know I've been through hell Willow, don't you see? There'll be nothing left of me You made me believe
GILES (overlaps with Tara's last word) Believe me, I don't wanna go
GILES, TARA And it'll grieve me, cuz I love you so But we both know
GILES Wish I could say The right words To lead you through this land Wish I could play the father And take you by the hand
TARA Wish I could trust that it was just this once But I must do what I must I can't adjust to this disgust We're done and I just
GILES/TARA Wish I could stay Wish I could stay Wish I could stay Wish I could stay
