An oldie but...
You never left me when you should have
When you couldn't trust a word I'd say
Now I finally got it all together
Naturally it's now you walk away
I found some old shopping list you wrote me
For milk and bread and what's the use
Saw you addressed it "my darling"
No, I'm OK, I can stop shivering
Any time I choose
And it just takes one thought to send me reeling
One word to knock me on my back
One memory and I can't shake the feeling
I may never get myself back on track
It's been seven hundred years since you walked away
That's a month or a year or something in real time
I've heard all those soothing cliches
But the whole that you left
You left for a lifetime
It's the simple things that do you in
Like making a bed that's half-untouched
Letting you go would be so easy
But what do I do with the pictures?
And why are they playing our song?
All these things bring you back
In one unbearable rush