I heard your name in autumn there
the first time in so long
i turn around to see if you were there
a shadow is all i found
so much i missed too much to tell
your love i missed the most
you know me best more than i knew myself
more than you could know
then why do those [bad word] to mind when i thought they've been left behind

*oh this could be the worst part of it all
and it was me who walked away and chose to end it all of my heart ran dry
but i cant help but wonder why

i wonder if you think of me, the way i think of you
i'd love to know but no i never will expect i left alone
i know this was a choice of mine
but why it just [bad word] to mind