You never looked so good as you did last night, underneath the city lights, there walking with your friend, at the moon. I swear you looked right through me. But I’m still living with your goodbye, and you’re just going on your life.
How can you just walk on by without one tear in your eye? Don’t you have the slightest feelings left for me? Maybe that’s just your way of dealing the pain, forgetting everything between our rise and fall like we never loved at all.
You, I hear you’re doing fine. Seems like you’re doing well as far as I can tell. Time is leaving us behind, (time leaving us behind) another week has passed and still I haven’t yet. So tell me, what your secret is (I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know) letting go, letting go like you did, like you did.
How can you just walk on by without one tear in your eye? Don’t you have the slightest left for me? Maybe that’s just your way of dealing with the pain, forgetting everything between our rise and fall like we never at all.
Did you forget the magic? Did you forget the passion? Oh, and did you ever miss me, and long to kiss me? Oh baby, baby.
Maybe that’s just your way of dealing with the pain, forgetting between our rise and fall like we never loved at all.