Written on my shelf are words for you A stitched up farewell received and signed by you And I know I went home But I'm leaving for you Does your bathroom light still show the same scars Don't be terrified to find that you're not where you think you are And I get so alone But I'll always have you And I left some half smoked packs of reds by the door Oh I grabbed some pillows from the bed so when the day runs short I can dream of Another day with you And I know I went home But I'm leaving for you