Josh Groban

I know youre gone
I watched you leave
I always thought
That it was me
You made it clear
With that last kiss
You couldnt live a life
With maybes and whatifs
When every boat
Has sailed away
And every path
Is marked and paved
When every road
Has had its say
Then Ill be bringing you back
Home to stay
I have the cards you sent to me
You wrote of trains and paris galleries
This spring youll draw
Canals, and frescoed walls