You left home the other night. I wont see you for a couple days, but I still leave on all the lights and all your stuff is still in place where you left it.
You turned me into a wreck I swear I hear you coming through that door, but every time I go to check you're not there and I swear not to fall for that no more.
Oh my God, could this be? Is love finally tripping me? I'm falling for you. And if I die before I wake, the dreams of you were my escape. I'm falling for you.
A TV lights an empty room that shines upon me laying in my bed as every memory of you, all night long since you've been, is running through my head