Where will we go from here?
And where will we hide our tears?
Cause nobody knew you were coming
Now nobody knows you won't be waking
Yes, there will be others
There will be others
But it won't be you my Lola,
It won't be you
It won't be you
When will we finally meet?
And there could I hold your feet?
I picture your face, in the old family album
Who would you look like, smiling at mom?
Standing with the others
With the others
But it won't be you my Lola,
It couldn't be you
It won't be you