He changed his name before he moved there, So no one would find him in that town He tried to keep a hidden profile Found a quick job and settled down And soon as things got comfortable All of a sudden, she appeared Right there on his apartment doorstep And he asked, “What are you doing here?” She said, I forgot to say goodbye And I’m sorry for the way I treated you When you’d reach out for my hand I didn’t grip it back and you knew Somethin’ wasn’t right And out went the light On a romance we thought was true Oh, I’m sorry that I lied And I’m ashamed I forgot to say goodbye… He said come on in, and he asked her If she’d like a cup of coffee & talk She accepted and they sat there Then they went for a little walk And soon as they turned the corner He said, I have to admit When you were lying, I forgave you It didn’t bother me a bit When you forgot to say goodbye and for the way you treated me When I reached out for your hand And you blatantly refused Somethin’ wasn’t right And out went the light On a romance we thought was true Oh, I didn’t sigh or cry When I awoke, and you hadn’t said goodbye He had been on to her And was prepared for what she’d do If she were to return to him It was then when she knew Something was wrong with The whole thing and she was screwed He drew her in by moving on And he suddenly changed his mood You didn’t forget to say goodbye You weren’t sorry for how you treated me When I reached out for my hand You didn’t grip it back and I still see Somethin’ wasn’t right And out went the light On a romance you knew was untrue You weren’t sorry you lied You intentionally forgot to say goodbye… He changed his name before he moved there, So no one would find him in that town He tried to keep a hidden profile Found a quick job and settled down And soon as things got comfortable All of a sudden, she appeared Right there on his apartment doorstep And he asked, “What are you doing here?” He asked, “What are you doing here?” December 26, 2020 Lyrics Notes: A tribute to a few types of stories I've liked because of the intrigue and the mystery of the story. I kept it mysterious for that reason but it's up to each listener to put together the puzzle in their own mind of what happens next in the story. It is my job to tell a story but it's your job to interpret it to your liking, I think. I pulled myself out of telling the ending because for once, I want the listener to come up with their own conclusions. I figure that might be more fun for you all because many of you want to be more creative while listening which makes it a participatory song.
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