Alone, In San Antonio

I can still smell you bleakly on my pillow
And I still find your couplings on my floor
I can still see, it's brushing on your unshaven face
When you silently walked out the door
I still have your picture on my table
And I still find his socks are mismatched
And I'm sorry, I was never ever able
Thank you for the roses and the wine

Bye-bye, sweet memories
Bye-bye, sweet romance
I'm waiting at the town hall
Alone in San Antonio

How come you returned the letters that I've sent you?
I'm not the one to always wait in vain
While you've all been dancing in the ballrooms
Drink come the girls, the cheap champagne
So I still hear your first footsteps in my homeland
It sounds like someone's coming in my bathroom
Maybe it's the ghosts of the past with you, here to take their way

Bye-bye, sweet memories
Bye-bye, sweet romance
Sitting by the telephone
Alone in San Antonio

Bye-bye, sweet memories
Bye-bye, sweet romance
Sitting by the telephone
Alone in San Antonio