You came late, but we came as a pair
She'd drive us 'round with the windows down, flying like in air
Eleven years on, you were old, but I was older
Waking up to quiet and her crying on his shoulder

And I hope I get to living soon
But I'll be with what I've lost till then
Walking 'round from room to room to room, trying to find it

It's not a feeling, more like a hole
Used to be you beside me, and now I'm on my own
If loss is like the weather, I hope it clears
While I lie down with what I love like it's still here

And he'll think this one's about him too
Like a lot of what he hears, I guess
While I'm walking 'round from room to room to room

And I hope I get to leaving soon
To be with what I've lost, 'cause then
I won't walk around from room to room to room, trying to find it

And I hope I get to living soon
But I'll be with what I've lost till then
Walking 'round from room to room to room, trying to find it