I, I haven't seen you

I haven't spoke to you in three hundred and sixty days

I don't know what to do

But every now and then on a Sunday, I'll pray

Where have you gone and where are you now?

What brings you up and what knocks you down?

Do you think of me sometimes when the lights are out?

Do you think of me sometimes?

And what happens when the three hundred

Turns into six hundred or a thousand and ten?

How will I ever know for sure if I will ever, ever see your face again?

Where have you gone and where are you now?

What brings you up and what knocks you down?

Do you think of me sometimes when the lights are out?

Do you think of me sometimes?

I'm sorry you couldn't be sober last time we met

You probably don't remember the things you said

I thought I'd forgotten all about you, I guess not