on your side of the bed
there's a picture of our wedding day
a clock that don't work
and the bible that your daddy gave
it's on the window side
where the moon creeps in at night
staring at the ceiling
lying here all alone
i said a prayer for you
then i said one of my own
but you don't reach for me
when you lie down quietly
tell me how
how'd you get so far away
all we have left are the
memories of the love we made
are you sleeping with your own regret
on your side of the bed
on your side of the bed
there's a burned out candle flame
a letter i started
but i didn't know what to say
no i couldn't write it down
so i try to say it now
or tell me how
how'd you get so far away
all we have left are the
memories of the love we made
are you sleeping with your own regret
on your side of the bed
aren't you even gonna make a sound
your side of the bed
you turn the other way when i turn the lights down
your side of the bed
are you lonely like i'm lonely
how
how'd you get so far away oh all we have left are the
memories of the love we made
are you sleeping with your own regret
tell me how
how'd you get so far away
all we have left all the
memories of the love we made
are you sleeping with your own regret
on your side of the bed
on your side of the bed
are you still awake
on your side of the bed