I still make the coffee for two At the table, I still set a place for you Just in case you come home, I always 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 a fading melody
How am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, when the truth is like 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 glass
How am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of 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 front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye When the truth is just like a lie
Tell me, how am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, how, how, when the truth is like a lie
