Every time the hand hits twelve,
I hold my breath in praise
Haven't changed your pillowcase
since the night you took flight
Sometimes it's the only thing
that comforts me at night
I keep the candles burning on
the desk like you used to
Hoping when the wind blows them
all out it might leave a piece of you
I've kept your hidden key outside
for your nights of overtime
To only wake up in the morning
I guess I'm never getting used to
the fact now that you're gone
And I'm the one here left
I've kept your vinyls in the
One day I'll play them a little,
help me through the night
Set up your favorite clothes,
fold it in the top drawer
but then again I'm not sure
I keep the candles burning on the
Hoping when the wind blows them
all out it might leave a piece of you
I've kept your hidden key outside
for your nights of overtime
To only wake up in the morning to me,
I guess I'm never getting used to
the fact now that you're gone
And I'm the one here left now
And I'll dance with your shadows
Holding on to the soundtrack of your voice
I would choose you over if I had the choice
I keep the candles burning on
the desk like you used to
Hoping when the wind blows
It might leave a piece of you
I kept you hidden key outside
For your nights of overtime
To only wake up in the morning
I guess I'm never getting used to
To the fact now that you're gone
And I'm the one here left now
