The bed is so much colder sleeping alone
I hate to have it all on my own
Does your's feel the same?
And those annoying feelings of blame?
As I sit at my table, I forget it's not suppose to be set for two
I'm afraid to move your plate, I don't want to replace you
I need you more with every breath I breathe
All my emotions spill out on my floor
When you come home, expect me sitting by your door
I'll confess to everything, I love you from your head to your toes
I'll be there for you from your bed to your clothes
I admit I lied
When you left I cried
I just want to come home everyday and see that smile on your face
That's when I know I'm in the perfect place