I take a walk down to the shore And I wonder how much longer I'll sustain these steps It's been a month since I've been gone And it's been a month too long since you have graced me with your presence I smell your scent on every single shirt I wear; I find pieces of your hair stuck to my suitcase I try to call but the reception here is weak And it'll still be three more weeks until I get home
I hope your waiting by the door when I get home I don't want anyone to see me here alone It's not enough to say "I think about you" now But that was all I had
I walk the boards alone tonight and try to fill this empty space inside my chest I took Atlantic home tonight and every neon light, and sign, spelt out your name And every morning that I wake I make a point to check the date in case I slept an extra day I've crossed so many numbers out But every time I count them there are so much more