And so now you're gone
And I'm still here
Stuck with the same shoulda
Woulda couldas and what if's
That you left with me last year
And I hear your fine
Heard you got out of this town
But my heart still jumps at the thought of you
Even though, please tell me
How do you do this thing called living?
When there's nothing more to gain
Tell me how, do you get on with your days?
Because mine have turned from blue to grey
And no one at my door waits, for me, for me
And everything we had was tainted to a dull blue
And I live with the knowledge that your mind is free of me
While my heart lingers on you, so tell me
How do you do this thing called living?
When there's nothing more to gain
Tell me how, do you get on with your days?
Because mine have turned from blue to grey
And no one at my door waits, for me, for me
For me