i'll be in (S)pain

(i'm not happy with this shit) For months on end I kept my distance, And I'll repeat the same but Before I say goodbye Once, please let us collide I would take a chance, a stance Now you won't be seeing me For roughly eight months I'll be in Spain, (I'll be in pain,) and then in England Taking care of someone else So I can go to film castings And if everything, everything goes wrong, Then I'll be back Let me run into you I can say my piece Then disappear Disappear