There's room between your heart
And the chair where I've been sleeping
The place that we called home
Will someday watch you leavingThere's room between today
And the last time that I saw you
The pictures in my brain
Will fade until I lose youIf you would come back home
We could start all over
If you would come back home
I swear it would be betterThere's room left in the house
There's food still in the pantry
I could fix you lunch
Or take you out for coffee
Call the surgeon. Mend the pieces.
