I met the old me on the stairs He somehow knew to meet me there The crushing silence on the train We ride again I couldn't say but I assume You would have loved this little room I let my heart fall to the floor I need it no more Rain off the ocean hits the trees The trail is empty but for me Some time ago let go the sun When things came undone Of course you're with me everywhere I run my fingers through your hair For losing you I'm not to win Let sadness begin As now I look back on the end Sometimes things don't make any sense Or well they don't but then they do Time passes it's true We let the story write itself And now the box is on the shelf Though losing touch is nothing new Back then I had you