I still make the for two At the table, I still set a place for you Just in case you come home, I keep The light on even while I sleep
Every time the telephone rings I think it's you and suddenly my heart starts to sing But your sweet voice is only a memory Fragments of fading melody
How am I supposed carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, when the truth is a lie
Constantly living yesterday That is why I am slowly dying here today Holding onto time framed in photographs Frozen moments caught between the
How am I supposed to carry on When the road in front me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, when the truth is like a lie
Tell me, how am I supposed to carry on When the road in of me is gone How can I believe this really goodbye When the truth is just like a lie
Tell me, how am I supposed to carry on When the road in front me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, how, how, when the truth is like a lie