I didn't see the fire burn to ashes
I couldn't feel the winds of change
I was lost inside the passion
Blinded by the memory of a flame
I guess I should've felt it when you touched me
I should've seen it in your eyes
But I believed you really loved me
Why can't I believe you've said goodbye

Oh, why is the last one to know
the first one to cry
And the last to let go
Why is the one left behind
The one left alone with no one to hold

It would be easier to face the morning
If you were holding me tonight
But you left me without a warning
Holding onto a heartache
While she's holding you tight