| Aching in My Heart
(Jim Quealy)
I lie awake in bed at night and think
Closing both my eyes, I can't sleep a wink
Go down and turn the TV on
Count the days that you been gone
Talkin' myself into having one more drink
The memory is achin' in my heart
Poundin' like a hammer and it stings like cupids' dart
The memory is achin' in my heart
I just got to tell ya it's tearin' me apart
We'd lie around in bed all day and talk
The coffee and the papers and the Sunday morning walk
A new recipe that we would try
I would wash, you would dry
Someone I could always stand to lie beside
The memory is achin' in my heart
Poundin' like a hammer and it stings like cupids' dart
I hope that you're enjoying your new start
But I just got to tell you, baby
It's tearin' me apart
Ripped up at the seams, so many broken dreams
Just left here to wonder
Will I ever be the same?
Will I recover from this shameless spell you've left me under?
You always gave me reason to believe
It's better to forgive than to receive
Since you made your mind up you would leave
The memory is achin' in my heart
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