Wynn Stewart
It's Too Much Like Lonesome
My mailbox still stands but I don't need itOn my desk I got the silent phoneNighttime has grown to forty hoursIt's too much like lonesome since you're goneThe sidewalk still leads right up to my houseEvery night I leave the porch light onMy doorbell still works but you don't use itIt's too much like lonesome since you're goneIt's not much fun to love someone like youAnd to spend long all hours all aloneI wish I could laugh it off but I can't do thatIt's too much like lonesome since you're goneIt's not much fun to love someoneIt's just too much like lonesome since you're gone
From Letras Mania