Words & Music: Bobby Shiflett
Spending more time alone than before
But I think I hear her at my doorstep
She’s got her ear to the wall
To see if she made me fall
Going to get a broom and sweep her memory away
Forget every bad thing she ever said to me
It’s just like the time before her
No-one around, a good chance to get out and about
I’m not feeling sorry for myself
The worst part is over. Storms have come and gone
Going to get a mop and wipe her memory away
Forget every kind thing, she ever did for me.
Day by day and break by break
Was all I could take.