Scott Matthews - Footprints Forgotten lyrics

Your footprints forgotten, They left a trail. I ran and I chased them, But I met a dead end. So where's my next turning? My shadowed sweatheart. The thunder is looming, But we're still apart. I smell the good fortune, With the present you gave me. A crumpled note on the pavement Is likely to save me. I head for the café, With storm clouds chasing. I look through the window, But something is missing.