Morning comes and the sun warms my bed
I reach out she's not there something's wrong
Rub my eyes shake the sleep from my head
When it comes I remember again baby's gone
Baby's gone and the world seem to rush in my ears
Baby's gone and the warm morning sun disappears
Baby's gone and the birds have stopped singing their song
Just as though they all know baby's gone
[ steel + guitar ]
Fragrance of her perfume fills the air
Traces of her sweet love linger on
Silence rings through the house everywhere
Little things seem to keep telling me baby's gone
Baby's gone and the world seem to rush in my ears...
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