Too Much Room - Emily Richards

I’m late again tonight

He’s not here

I feel him here anyway

Get the mail and feed the cat

Clutch the silence alone just like that

No more Thursday night TV

No more Golf games on Saturday

Not much laundry now, fewer dishes

Wipe the tears away with his kisses

Open the window, let go of my hand

Don’t keep saying you love me

Over again

I need to see you turn away

There’s too much room here and i

Shouldn’t stay

I still see his face and feel his hand

When i close my eyes

And i believe the sun still burns in the night

I asked for time and he gave him time

Now i know i’m right

When i finally get home, i still look for his car

All i want is his smile and hello

I don’t wish much

But i don’t know what i need

All i know is i’m stupid and incomplete

But i still say

Open the window, let go of my hand

Don’t keep saying you love me

Over again

I need to see you turn away

Oh

Open the window, let go

Don’t keep saying you love me

I need to see you turn away

There’s too much room here and i

Shouldn’t stay

Too much empty time, too much lonely space

Too much room here and i

Shouldn’t stay

I can’t walk away

I still his face

I must run

I shouldn’t stay

I still see his face

I still see his face