You Ain't Alone

I've chased all the cracks,
up and down the ceilin
worn a path across these hardwood floors.
I've starred at the wall,
and I've looked out the window
and I prayed for your knock upon my door.
There's a sad lover's moon shinin on the evenin.
I miss you more than ever,
and I'm sorry that you're gone.
I wish things were different,
I have no way of knowing,
if you're all by yourself tonight.
You ain't alone. [x2]
Cold coffee on the stove,
and on the table in the kitchen,
there's a busted hand of midnight solitare.
There's a ghost in the bedroom,
a nightgown on the dresser,
a broken heart that wishes you were there.
There's a sad lover's moon shinin on the evenin.
I miss you more than ever,
and I'm sorry that you're gone.
I wish things were different,
I have no way of knowing,
if you're all by yourself tonight.
You ain't alone. [x2]
Tears of sorrow and regret,
ashtrays full of cigarettes,
empty bottles lined up just like soldiers.
Bet by now somebody holds her.