You told yourself that she was your
life
Now you are all alone tonight
And it feels like you will be the rest
of your life
Hold on, they say – it gets easier
each day
But when you’re falling out of love
that isn’t true
Tears on your pillow
That still haven’t dried
Flowing from your eyes
Like a boat against an outgoing tide
Trying to believe that it will get
better
Though you can’t feel it
Tears on your pillow
Haven’t dried yet
Get back in the saddle seems like sage
advice
If you hadn’t just lost, lost your
life
When she walked out that door
It gets better, but you’re still not
sure
That you are up for it tonight
Or if you should go on living
Living alone
Tears on your pillow
That still haven’t dried
Flowing from your eyes
Like a boat against an outgoing tide
Trying to believe that it will get
better
Though you can’t feel it
Tears on your pillow
Haven’t dried yet
Memories that you shared
Keep playing with your mind
You start making bargains that you
will never see
I know it is hard
Because I’ve been there, been there
myself
And the memories still haunt, haunt me
Tears on your pillow
That still haven’t dried
Flowing from your eyes
Like a boat against an outgoing tide
Trying to believe that it will get
better
Though you can’t feel it yet
Tears on your pillow
Haven’t dried yet
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