You asked me how I've been, but how could I begin
To tell you I should've chased you
I should be who you're engaged to
Lost my fight with fate
A tug-of-war of leave and stay
I give in, I abdicate
I lay my sword down anyway
I'll see you at Heaven's gate
'Cause it's too little, way too late...
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