I was on my way to him
There are shadows on the straight line
I'm growing weaker by the day now
Oh, it's awful, ain't it?

I am looking out my window
I am looking for my friend
It's been weeks since I have seen you
Oh, I never dreamed it would end

It's the way it goes
It's sad, it's slow
You will go to be her man
I will love you if I can

I look back to when I held you
All the color left my skin
There is dust beneath a harbor
Oh, I never let you in

You are driving a new car now
Your hand begins to shake
You go to cross the centerline
And drive into the bottom of the lake

It's the way it goes
It's sad, it's slow
You will go to be her man
I will love you if I can

I am looking out my window
I am looking for a friend
It's been weeks since I have seen you
Oh, I never dreamed it would end