I called my momma, she was out for a walk. Consoled a cup of coffee, but it didn't wanna talk. So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news. More hearts being broken or people being used. Put on my coat in the pouring rain.I saw a movie, it just wasn't the same.' Cause it was happy and I was sad. And it made me miss you, oh, so bad.
Go about my bus'ness, I'm doing fine. Besides, a-what would I say if I had you on the line? Same old story not much to say,Hearts are broken ev'ry day.
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on. I know you hate it when I leave the light on. I pick a book up and then I turn the sheets down, And then I take a deep breath and a good look around. Put on my pj's and hop into bed. I'm half alive, but I feel mostly dead. I try and tell myself it'll be all right,I just shouldn't think anymore tonight.
Yeah, you were meant for me And I was meant for you