I Really Wish You’d Say It To My Face

I really wish you'd say it to my face.

I really wish you'd tell me you love me

without thinking about what's next.

I really wish you'd come back to me

instead of leaving and flying to New York.

You left me out here in the West

where it's cold and dreary

without someone who could love like I do.

How could you do that to me?

How could you go away like that without

telling me goodbye?