golan, rosi
i was the last to know
you weren't coming back
i'm gonna miss the way you laugh
all you are is now a photograph
trapped in a frame up on the dashboard
of my car
and i look at it
when i drive
and say goodbye
for now
i'll lay low
alone
every memory cuts right through the heart of me
it's all too soon
all i can see is you
every corner of every room of this house
it's all around me
what can i do
but give in to you
i'm not alright
i've been here too long
but you won't let me go
so