Wasn't it a good year
Reflecting on a past year and questioning if it was indeed a good year.

Wasn't filled with talking
The year lacked communication or meaningful conversations.

It still moves through my heart
Despite the lack of talking, memories and experiences from that year still impact the singer emotionally.

From time to time
Occasionally and infrequently.

City after city
Traveling from place to place with no real sense of home.

Granite gray as morning
The cityscape is dull and uninspiring, like the grayness of a morning sky.

Heroes died in subways left behind
Tragedy occurred in the city's underground transit system, with no hope for those left behind.

Far behind like our love
Similar to the tragedy in the subways, the artist's love and past relationship is also in the distant past.

You're on your own again
The artist is once again alone, without the companionship of their past lover.

And you're your best again
Despite the loneliness, the artist is trying to convince themselves that they are still independent and can thrive on their own.

That's what you tell yourself
Acknowledging that the self-affirmation is not entirely truthful.

I see it all the way as far as anyone can see
Reflecting on the present and seeing the future stretching out as far as the eye can see.

Except when it began I was so happy I didn't feel like me
Despite the rough present, the singer acknowledges that the past relationship made them happy, but also made them feel like they were someone else.