I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here I wake up in the mornin' in a lonely ice and bed Thinkin' 'bout the nightmare that just played in my head I think of all the things I miss Like moments that we share a kiss so dear I search your

You are the flower for my rain, you are the flower for my rain You never lose a minute, if in it there is love And "old man time" always pulls you through It's better not to depend on the morning dew For the rose you plant in your bed tends to you, hard

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all