Where'd you go my blue eyed saviornWhere'd you go my darling onenLying on that field of honornNot sure what you're waiting onnAnd she won't let him through the doornHer mind is ticking through those tumbling yearsnThe one's he promised he'd be there fornShe says, hope: the belief that loved ones will never dienI've never heard such nonsensenI've never heard such liesnnWhat to do with our sputtering enginenWhat to do with our fading starnLeaving us to wander freelynTrying to find out where we arenAnd I can't bear to see him gonThere is just too much left on the tablenThere has been too much left alonenShe says, hope: the belief that loved ones will never dienI've never heard such nonsensenI've never heard such liesnnListen to my wide eyed bundlenListen to them assail the nightnLost again in their caves of wondernLeaving us alone outsidenAnd I can barely stand the simple pleasurenEach breath carrying just a little more weightnAs I bend to adjust the comforternI think, hope: the belief that loved ones will never dienI've never heard such nonsensenI've never heard such lies