What if there's no tomorrow
There wasn’t one today
Relationships move in circles
Faces never cease to change.
I can’t recall the truth I said
I only know the sound of her name.
And I can always find my way
But I can’t come back the way I came
I can’t come back the way I came.
I sighed not so and let her go.
She stood in the doorway.
And I’ve heard some cry at last goodbyes, 
but all my hand could do was wave.
She second guessed the truth I said, and wondered if I did the same.
I can always find my way
But I can’t come back the way I came.
I can’t come back the way I came.
I can’t come back the way I…
And she said
It doesn’t matter to me if the glass is empty or if it’s full
It’s what’s left in the bottle