It's cold out there I heard her
Say my memories are just a tear away
And though it was so long ago
I still get that summer snow now and then
The moon comes up another day done
I stare at your photo and I carry on
I see that young man you'd be forty-five now
But I just can't let it go anyhow
Now and then I get to thinking 'bout all we would have done
Like growing old with you and having a son
But something worse than this still makes me cry
Coz I never got the chance to say goodbye
I still punch the wall from time to time
And I keep asking myself why oh why
Nothing's been gained we're still where
We are just innocent lives left with a scar
Now and then I get to thinking 'bout all we would have done
Like growing old with you and having a son
But something worse than this still makes me cry
Coz I never got the chance to say goodbye
But something worse than this still makes me cry 'coz
I never got the chance to say goodbye