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Texty: Shelby Lynne. Epic Recordings. Till You Were Gone.

Every day why I don't know
When I pass your house I drive real slow
It's out of my way, it's crazy for sure
'Cause you do not live in that house anymore

Every night right about now
I grow uneasy, kind of restless somehow
It starts out like thunder, on a slow steady roll
Then I hit the floor, half out of control

Baby, I wonder if you look the same
Do you have children? What are their names?
Does the one that you're with, need you all night long?
Like I never did, until you were gone

I can recall that night at your place
The hurt in your eyes, the tears on your face
Would you take comfort if now you could see
How life without you, is torture for me?

Baby, I wonder if you look the same
Do you have children? What are their names?
Does the one that you're with, need you all night long?
Like I never did, till you were gone
Like I never did, till you were gone