Then the quiet came The bad thing, the very sad thing Shouldering the blame But it’s not easier, I don’t believe you As I face the pain of heartbreaking and losing a friend Then the quiet came The weather changed And the water washed us clean away Oh, absence makes the heart grow colder You’ll forget me soon I picture myself getting older But it’s not with you Then the quiet came I'm alone again with a piano in a basement Papering the stain You couldn’t take me, I wasn’t happy And the time we spent came to an end when I came to Then the quiet came After the driveby I didn’t realise That I’d be pushed out Of my room, of my friends, of my life Of my house, of my city, of my home But it’s still better than me and you Absence makes the heart grow colder You’ll forget me soon I picture myself getting older But it’s not with you Oh, absence makes the heart grow colder You’ll forget me soon I picture myself getting older But it’s not with you Bsence makes the heart grow colder You’ll forget me soon When I picture myself getting older No, it’s not with you