| As we carried boxes is downed the hall
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| One by one put them in your car
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| Nothing much for us to say
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| One last goodbye and you drove away
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| I watched your tail-lights as they faded in the dark
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| I couldn’t face the night in that lonely bed
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| So I laid down on the couch instead
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| Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
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| Then I cried myself to sleep
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| So sure life wouldn’t go on without you
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| But, oh, this sun is blinding me As it wakes me from the dark
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| I guess the world didn’t stop
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| For my broken heart
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| Radio still plays a song
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| As I try to put my scattered thoughts in place
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| And it takes all the strength I’ve got
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| To stumble to the coffee pot
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| The first many lonely mornings I had to face
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| You call to see if I’m okay
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| I look out the window and I just say
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| Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep
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| Then I cried myself to sleep
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| So sure life wouldn’t go on without you
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| But, oh, this sun is blinding me As it wakes me from the dark
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| I guess the world didn’t stop
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| For my broken heart
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| Oh, I guess the world didn’t stop
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| For my broken heart |