I'm sitting on the sofa eating chocolate, watching tv, playing songs
My mind begins to ramble. I wonder when I noticed that you'd gone
There are moments in the silence when I think you might come waltzing in the door
That's only an illusion; one I've had a thousand times before

Now you might be in the mountains
On an island in the ocean
Or living is the house across the road
You might have gone crazy
I don't care to know

Your heart was gone for years before I ever thought to ask where it had been
Bodies going through the motions in a pantomime of some romantic scene
The everyday delusions were the windows that kept reality at bay
When the silence grew too heavy, I knew that it was time to walk away

When you went it didn't matter. I remember that I didn't hear you leave.
You took the things you wanted; left me feeling more or less relieved.
Can you tell me how it happened; how the centre of my world faded away?
How desire became indifference and ended up as nothing left to say

Now you might be in the mountains
On an island in the ocean
Or living is the house across the road
You might have gone crazy
I don't care to know
You might have gone to Mexico
I don't care to know

We might both have been crazy fools
I don't care to know
We probably were crazy
I don't care