it's good to see you after all this time
it's good to know that you are doing fine
but I can't help but notice in a bar on Friday night
there is something you should tell me
but your driver waits outside
[chorus]
you're moving on, you're going to a bigger world
you're moving on, you're ready for the universe
it's meaningless to me
'cause you're not here to see
the bigger side of me
I swear I saw a tear roll down your face
bet there's a lot of smoke in bars these days
all I notice is the light that shines upon you from aside
getting jealous of the coffee in the cup you hold so tight
chorus
you're moving on to God knows where
send me a postcard when you're there
will I remember?
what will I say
