I heard the front door closing softly, As i wakened from my sleep; With the last touch of her kips, lord, Like a whisper on my cheek; And i cursed the sun for risin', 'cause the worst, lord, was yet to come; 'cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone. See the lipstick on the pillow That i placed beneath her head; And the soft sheets still feel warm, lord, Where she lay upon my bed; And it hurts to know it's over, For the hurt, lord, has just begun. 'cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone.
I heard the front door closing softly, As i wakened from my sleep; With the last touch of her kips, lord, Like a whisper on my cheek; And i cursed the sun for risin', 'cause the worst, lord, was yet to come; 'cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone. See the lipstick on the pillow That i placed beneath her head; And the soft sheets still feel warm, lord, Where she lay upon my bed; And it hurts to know it's over, For the hurt, lord, has just begun. 'cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone.
