I wake from trouble sleep in the middle of the night
Reaching for the soft hand that once held mine so tight
My fingers touched the pillow where you once layed your head
And I run my hand down the cold, cold sheets on your side of the bed

My head spins from the perfume that lingers every place
And I kiss the trace of lipstick left on your pillow case
And here in this nightmare of darkness I remember the day we wed
And I clutch and tear at the tear-stained sheets on my side of the bed

My arms long to hold you
My lips hunger for your kiss
And I just couldn't stand to go through
Another lonely night like this

These hands that once caressed you, take a bottle from the drawer
It says take one for sleeping but I'm taking many more
What good is there in living when the dreams we shed are dead
So now at last I lay me down to sleep on you side of the bed