Lyrics:

If you’ve gone and made your mind up
‘bout leaving tomorrow,
take it all, but leave
my cutting board behind.

I can see my way ahead.
I reach this closed doorway.
Try as I might,
I can’t find my way behind.

Do you see the end of time
or a new level?
Next time, alone,
we’ll leave the others behind.

If you’ve gone and made your mind up
‘bout leaving tomorrow,
take it all, but leave
my cutting board behind.