Where did you go, you left without goodbye
Thought I'd see you just one last time
Did you think that night was under a knife?
When I think of you it's of that snowy night
Where do we go from here now that I can't follow to where you've gone?
Where do we go from here now that you're gone there's no coming back
Now I've gone and had far too much to think
I believe I'll go and pour myself a drink
I'll sit and reflect on all the choices made...
And how you could be here with your smile.