On a black-and-white TV back in grammar school
I was watchin' Neal Armstrong walkin' on the moon
The same day I pretended I was an astronaut
On the playground monkey bars I flew above the stars
I was in a Dallas disco the night John Lennon died
The DJ played "Imagine" and everybody cried
I remember a thousand letters held up in our hands
All they were saying is "Let's give peace a chance"
But where was I when you stopped loving me?
When did I become history?
There's not many things that escape my memory
Tell me, where was I when you stopped loving me?
Every 20, 000 years that comet lights up the night
On a blanket we watched it streak across the sky
A moment like that comes just once in a life
It felt like our first time, at 11: 35
I remember the day I met you, tasted our first kiss
I remember your good-bye, but can you tell me this:
Where was I when you stopped loving me?
When did I become history?
There's not many things that escape my memory
Tell me, where was I when you stopped loving me?
Where was I when you stopped loving me?
Where was I when you stopped loving me?