your memory, me and the blues

i wake up each morning with you on my mind

it's funny how sweet dreams can be so unkind

sometimes i wonder if i'll ever get over you

a creature of habit in all that i do

when i make coffee

i still make coffee for two

but it should be for three

your memory

me

and the blues. the day that you left i promised myself

that i was gonna be just fine

but now with you gone and i'm here all alone

i can't get you out of my mind

i just sit home nights missing your touch

thinking about when it was the two of us

but now it's we three

your memory

me

and the blues

i just sit home nights missing your touch

thinking about when it was the two of us

but now it's we three

your memory

me

and the blues