I

looked

up

at

your

win-

dow

And

pre-

ten-

ded

I

could

see

you.

You

don't

live

there

a-

ny-

more.

My

mind

wan-

ders

and

I

get

lost

in

thoughts

of

you.

I

sleep

to

es-

cape,

cause

drin-

king

kills

you

a-

ny-

way.

So

why

when

I

wake

does

my

heart

still

ache?

Your

cup

is

still

on

the

win-

dow

sill.

I'll

bring

my-

self

to

move

it

soon,

But

un-

til

I

do,

I'll

get

lost

in

thoughts

of[you.]

You

made

the

best

im-

pres-

sion:

Per-

fec-

tion

on

the

page.

The

wild-

est

of

hearts

will

ne-

ver

be

tamed.