I always kind of knew it

That I would let you go one day

At first I didn't get it

But now I know that you found your way

But tell me

How it feels like

At 50 something to get on

A such brand-new bike

And when you left, you didn't say goodbye

Put all your stuff in that black trash bag with no smile

And when I left that sad note on your pillow

And waited for an answer, "sorry" was all that I got

And when I stop

Thinking about you

All I got is dreaming about you

No more searching out in the dark for your big hand

I always kind of knew it

That you wouldn't be here someday

I hoped you wouldn't do it

But you just did it anyway

But tell me

How it feels like

At 50 something to get on

A such brand-new bike

And when you left, you didn't say goodbye

Put all your stuff in that black trash bag with no smile

And when I left that sad note on your pillow

And waited for an answer, "sorry" was all that I got

And when I stop

Dreaming about you

All I got is living without you

No more following all your footprints on the sand

And then I took your place at the head of the table

Just to make us feel less empty

You made me took care of the woman that you unabled

Just to make her feel less lonely

A whole life full of lies

A whole life so full alone

A whole life so full of whys

A whole life with these blue eyes