Left in my car
Left since yesterday
Your dark perfume
The smell of your hair
I don't want to hear
But you're still resounding
Everything you said
"You must get going"
Left in my car
On the seat in the back
A tattered newspaper
A dry piece of chocolate
My entire heart
Shattered like glass
Thrown away when you said
"You must get going"
Where am I going to drive?
Where will I be?
The streets are being filled
People in couples
Left in my car
There's only me
And everything you said
"You must get going"