What is left when the morning comes Is the memory of a future And when my plight is done There is nothing left to hold onto There were friends waiting at my door They are gone now, for the year is new I stuck by my word And when the rains came Made it

Where do we go from here? When I need you We don't have any real friends Just lying in a bar with my drip feed on Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen I want to live, breathe The words are coming out all weird Where are you now?