I need some shelter of my own protection baby to be with myself instead of calamity, peace, serenity. I hope you know that this has nothing to do with you. It's personal, myself and I. We've got some straightenin' out to do. And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket, but I've got to get a move on with my life. Its time to be a big girl now, and big girls don't cry. The path that I'm walking I must go alone, I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown. Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they? And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay...
