Your Side Of The Bed (Davis Mac)

Lord, I miss you I just can't get it Through my weary head You're really gone I just can't believe it But all of a sudden I've got too much pain For one man alone The nights drag by And it gets harder all the time To go to sleep without Your soft skin touching mine (CHORUS) And I woke up on your side Of the bed again this morning With my old alarm clock Ringing half past eight With that old familiar hunger And my arms wrapped Round your shadow I woke up on your side of the bed Another funky morning Sunday's dead and Monday's Dripping down my window pane I wake up shaking Staring at the walls and Listening to the lonesome Sound of falling rain I just can't make myself Believe that you don't care I keep on dreaming I'll wake up and you'll be there (CHORUS) 2X Lord, I woke up on your side Of the bed again this morning With my old alarm clock Ringing half past eight...