The Truth Is Like A Lie

I still make the coffee for two At the table, I still set a place for you Just in case you come home, I always keep The light on even while I sleep Every time the telephone rings I think it's you and suddenly my heart starts to sing But your sweet voice is only a memory Fragments of a fading melody How am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, when the truth is like a lie Constantly living yesterday That is why I am slowly dying here today Holding onto time framed in photographs Frozen moments caught between the glass How am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, when the truth is like a lie Tell me, how am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye When the truth is just like a lie Tell me, how am I supposed to carry on When the road in front of me is gone How can I believe this really is goodbye How, how, how, when the truth is like a lie