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Your Side of the Bed

Eddie Dalton's Wife
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The coffee's getting cold again On the cup I poured for two I keep forgetting every morning That I can't pour one for you Your jacket's on the bedroom door I can't bring myself to move it 'Cause if I do it might mean That I'm ready to lose it But I'm not ready No, I'm not ready Your side of the bed is still warm in my mind I reach for your hand in the dark every time I whisper your name to the ceiling at night Missing you, baby, is all that feels right The house holds your laughter like walls hold the sun But sunsets are lonely when you're the only one I'm counting the stars where you said you would stay Missing you more with the fading of every day I find your handwriting on old notes In drawers I haven't touched in years "I love you, see you tonight," you wrote Now I'm pressing it close through tears The garden's full of all you planted Every rose still knows your name I water them, I take them for granted But nothing ever feels the same And I'm still waiting Lord, I'm still waiting Your side of the bed is still warm in my mind I reach for your hand in the dark every time I whisper your name to the ceiling at night Missing you, baby, is all that feels right The house holds your laughter like walls hold the sun But sunsets are lonely when you're the only one I'm counting the stars where you said you would stay Missing you more with the fading of every day I wore your old sweater on a cold Thursday It still smells like you, like those Sunday mornings When we had all the time in the world And now I'm standing here with all this time And nowhere left to put it Your side of the bed is still warm in my mind I reach for your hand in the dark every time I whisper your name to the ceiling at night Missing you, baby, is all that feels right The house holds your laughter like walls hold the sun But sunsets are lonely when you're the only one I'll count every star 'til the counting is done Missing you, darling, 'til we're again one Your coffee's getting cold again But I still poured a cup for two