| Is now the time to say the goodbyes and the thank yous? | |
| Is now the time to fade into the bluest of the blue blues? | |
| Oh, it'll feel bad for a while, they say | |
| And the worst night is the first night alone... | |
| Oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? | |
| Oh what a thing! | |
| Nothing was wrong, no, 'till you were gone and I was alone. | |
| Is now the time to say: "I guess we just ran out of breath"? | |
| Is now the time to say: "Baby this ain't no matter of life and death"? | |
| But that is not true and I can't lie to you my love | |
| Plus, I ain't talking when you're walking away... | |
| Oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? | |
| Oh what a thing! | |
| Nothing was wrong, no, 'till you were gone and I was alone. | |
| Oh tell me, | |
| Was it too much of a good thing, baby? | |
| Oh, I would do the same mistakes | |
| Or did you have enough of the perfection maybe? | |
| Oh, I would do it all over again... | |
| Because, oh what a thing, oh what a thing we had; everything. See? | |
| Oh what a thing! | |
| Nothing was wrong 'till you were gone, 'till you were gone | |
| So, baby so long. I love you. |