all alone, listening to the radio
trying to find the song that caught you
trying to find the song that caught me
trying to find the song that caught us

I was never this sad
I was never this stressed
I tried to see the clearing
should have just asked for spacing

Now I have to wander and wonder
all alone, deserted by you, and your
pieces of letters, pieces of songs, pieces...
pieces of you that you have left for me

What was that for?