As the seasons change, the leaves fall.
They slowly become a memory of that beautiful spring we had together.
I stand alone now, looking at the sunset..  
So much time has passed by without you.
Every second i'm wondering.. "where are you now?"
You're probably off on Broadway, dancing and singing your way through life.. Or maybe you've even become an Author, expressing your thoughts in the most wonderful way you ever could.  
If you're wondering about me, I'm still stuck in this town..
Searching for answers..
Trying to find my own path.
When did we fall apart? Can you tell me that?
Maybe it was when the first leaf broke it's way off from its fragile branch at the beginning of fall..  Or was it when you told me you had found someone new?
What happened to all those times when I said "I love you" or when you told me "I want to marry you"?
I didn't know loving someone meant falling apart..
Now I'm left here wondering..
Where are you now?