My home was wherever your head lied
So I haven't had one since you died
I guess it could be in the dirt where you were laid
Never expected to watch you be lowered into a grave
I've never had so many tears spill
As they poured the dirt over you, I watched the hole refill
It was a cold windy day, the sky a winter grey
Into my pillow I cry and pray, for you to return, I hope that you may
I never thought love could feel like that
I've never hurt as much as...