Where will you be when it hits you Will you be driving your car Will you be there in your office With them all watching you fall apart Will it be next week or twelve months When regret starts to dampen your skin Cause you turn away love That you had once And might never have again Will you be able to call me Or did you burn down that bridge to my door Did you leave it with any compassion Or a clean break that you're famous for Do you even suspect that it's coming That the storm is just gathering strength Where will you be when it hits you When you see what a mess you have made Where will you be when I let go When I finally get over that hill Will you be laughing And drinking and smiling When you suddenly get an odd chill Will you chalk it up to the North wind That a shiver just went up your spine Will you realise right then what just happened That whatever I felt for you died Will you be able to call me Or did you burn down that bridge to my door Did you leave it with any compassion Or a clean break that you were famous for Do you even suspect that it's coming That the storm is just gathering strength Where will you be when it hits you When you see what a mess you have made Where will you be when it hits you Will you be driving your car