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The Room
(Chris Waters/Tom Shapiro)
When I pull in the drive where your car used to be
It doesn't hurt me like it used to
I can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore
Where you are, like I used to
I can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall
And not miss you
But I just can't bring myself to go into.
The room, where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon came through the window
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
For me to go into the room.
I'd remember too much if I opened that door
And I'm not sure if I could face it
The bed's emptiness would remind me you're with
Someone else, and I couldn't take it
So, I sleep on the couch in our living room now
Since our love died
'Cause I'm still not ready yet to go inside.
The room, where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon came through the window
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
For me to go into the room.
Where the light of the moon came through the window
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
For me to go into the room...
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For me to go into the room...
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
Where the light of the moon came through the window
For me to go into the room.
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
And the light of the moon came through the window
The room, where I spent every night with you
'Cause I'm still not ready yet to go inside.
Since our love died
So, I sleep on the couch in our living room now
Someone else, and I couldn't take it
The bed's emptiness would remind me you're with
And I'm not sure if I could face it
I'd remember too much if I opened that door
For me to go into the room.
And I held you, we were so close and it's just too soon
And the light of the moon came through the window
The room, where I spent every night with you
But I just can't bring myself to go into.
And not miss you
I can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall
Where you are, like I used to
I can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore
It doesn't hurt me like it used to
When I pull in the drive where your car used to be
(Chris Waters/Tom Shapiro)
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