Music: Grace McDunnough
Lyrics: Salome Strangelove & Grace McDunnough
I woke up in the world again today
It keeps draggin’ me out of dreamin’
The sun and I can’t seem to come to terms these days
It shines like it don’t know you’re gone
I hide out until the twilight yawns
Yeah, the phone’s still off the hook
Work and I can’t seem to come to terms these days
They call like they don’t know you’re gone
Baby, I’m right here where you left me
Tangled in our front porch swing
Sipping whiskey with a moon pie
And talkin’ to the trees about you
Suzi came out all worried
My little sister – the practical one
She and I can’t seem to come to terms these days
She talks like she don’t know you’re gone
The rabbits got into your flower bed again
They go straight for that honeysuckle
The garden and I can’t seem to come to terms these days
It grows like it don’t know you’re gone
Baby, I’m right here where you left me
Tangled in our front porch swing
Sipping whiskey with a moon pie
And talkin’ to the trees about you
And I know this can’t go on
Can’t stay trapped inside this reverie
But I can’t seem to come to terms
I can’t seem to come to terms
With a world that turns like it don’t know you’re gone
The bedroom closet still smells like your perfume
And I can’t help but linger there
I can’t seem to come to terms these days
I can’t seem to come to terms these days
Baby, I’m right here were you left me.