Cynthia
I'm sorry that you're haunted still
But though you'd broken to his will
It doesn't mean your life is through
There's still so much for you to do
I know I feel the pain in you
But your worries, hun, they just aren't true
I can really see the light in you
Though he still may be next door
You aren't his, not anymore, Cynthia
Though he puts the weight on you
He'll rue the day his darling boy comes to defend you
Cynthia
You aren't ever to be alone
You'll be the best person to give a home
To your dearest one, he loves you so
He'll love you even more as he grows old
And you feel abandoned, it's unfair
While you may despair he ran away
He's with someone who will do him the same
Though he still may be next door
You aren't his, not anymore, Cynthia
Though he puts the weight on you
He'll rue the day his darling boy comes to defend you
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