It gets easier with time Is what some lady said to me outside the chapel The day my oma died Oh how I cried When they called me to the altar to say my final goodbye So far away And I've always thought of myself in that way I'm lost in a dream Where reality's not feasible Real life is unachievable It'll only last six months Is what the news said to me the say my career died I woke up and cried Because I knew this wouldn't be the last time I'd have to say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye So far away And I've always thought of myself in that way I'm lost in a dream Where reality's not feasible Real life is unachievable At Least I'll always want Something to talk about Something to write about At Least I'll always have Something to talk about Something to write about At least I'll always know Something to talk about Something to write about