I go to sleep, I wake alone,
I hear your voice, but you’re not home.
I laugh and smile, like I don’t care,
I call your name, but you’re not there.

At night I cook, I eat for two,
My body aches, what can I do?
I dream of what can never be,
I loved you but you still left me.

You wrote a note, but I don’t know,
Forget the past, and let it go?
Still I remember, though I try,
I cannot help but wonder, Why?

The things I feel are deep inside,
They tell a truth, I try to hide.
My love for you, goes on and on,
It hurts so much, I wrote this song.

BRIDGE:
The signs you left are with me still, A dying rose up on the hill;
An empty bottle of shampoo; I love you so, what can I do?
Your toothbrush and a statuette; Your cards and letters; cigarettes;
A love song I no longer sing; And in my hand, a broken ring.
I wake up tired, walk into walls, Outside the window, thunder squalls.
You know I miss your flashing smile, And yes, I miss you all the while,
I look into your sky blue eyes, and once again I’m hypnotised,
Yes, I still miss your funny laugh, And sleep with your old photograph.

I go to sleep, I wake alone,
I hear your voice, but you’re not home.
I laugh and smile, like I don’t care,
I call your name, but you’re not there.
I call your name, but you’re not there.
(Repeat till end)