The Show, by Each Passing Day

well i’d never ask, and you’ll never tell
so i’ll assume the worst, maybe that’s just as well
it still doesn’t feel, like you’re really gone
i still hear your voice, when i am alone
so i’ll close my eyes, and try not to think
about where you are, and how you’re not with me

‘cuz you’re letting go, and you’re moving on
from all that i know, and all that went wrong

i know what i need, it’s not what i want
i want you to stay, but i need to move on
well maybe this space, is just what we need
we’ve never been apart, for more than three days
but when i close my eyes, and i see your face
it’s so hard to recall, why we parted ways

but i’m movin on, and i’m letting go of all that went wrong, and all that i know and i’ll cut the strings, that bound you to me so we can both go, on with the show

but we’re letting go, and we’re movin on of all that we know, and all that went wrong and i’ll cut loose the strings, that bound you to me so we can finally go, on with the show