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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: Believe me I don't wanna go

Tara,Giles: And it'll grieve me 'cos 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 your 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

and I just

Wish I could stay

Wish I could stay

Wish I could stay

Wish I could