Thoughts running through my head
Wondering if I should say-
What really should be said.
I keep tryin' to dream of someone new
But my thoughts keep running back to me and you.
What am I to do?
The old keeps shinning through
The old, the used to be me and you.
Thisperfect little body lay racked 
With the pain of yet another good-bye.
I'm wondering why-
Why so many sad good-byes?
Why the heart-breaks, all the heart aches?
I keep wondering... what am I doing wrong?
Why do I keep singing the same old, sad song
The song of the used to be me and you.