I hung your picture on the wall,
placed your memories somewhere tall,
I drove my car out of town,
and buried our love letters on the ground.
Still my mind cannot destroy,
how to you I became a toy.

You were once my queen and now you’re gone;
I’m just a king with an empty throne.
Your vase of roses is always full,
unlike my life that now is dull.
Yet the reality that I must face,
is that your heart always held his place.

But I’ll continue loving you;
In lonely nights dream I’m holding you.
And when people ask me in the town,
Why my smile is always down;
The only thing that I will say,
Is her name started with a J.