Here I go again, I promised myself I wouldn't think of you today
It's been seven months and counting, you've moved on, I still feel exactly the same
It's just that everywhere I go all the buildings know your name, like photographic memories of love
Steel and granite reminders
The city calls your name and I can't move on

Ever since you've been gone, the lights go out the same
The only difference is you call another name
To your love, to your lover now
To your love, the lover after me

~Savage Garden