What will you do when I am gone And what will you feel when you’re all alone Where will you go when it’s time to part And how will you be when we are far apart You’re playing with fire and it’s just the start You think you’re immune To the pain of a broken heart Your naivety is endearing And almost contagious But your youth is both your blessing and your curse What will I do when the fruit is ripe Where will I roam when the end’s in sight How will I feel when the time draws near What will I say when I feel the fear You don’t know what you’re playing But I know it very well This closeness will bring pain Together with the spell But this is not a game And the stakes are way too high The words that you use now Will make you cry So what should I do now that I have a choice And will you be able to listen to my voice How do I know what to let fall apart What I should keep and what to discard