Im under your spellStanding

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

Giles and Tara: And it'll grieve me 'Cause I love you so
But we both know

Giles: Wish I could say
Tara: Wish I could trust
Giles: The right words
Tara: That it was just this once
Giles: To lead you through this land
Tara: But I do what I must
Giles: Wish I could play the father
Tara: I can't adjust to this disgust
Giles: And take you by the hand
Tara: We're done and I just

Giles and Tara: Wish I could stay Wish I could stay Wish I could stay Wish I could stay