Waking up each day
with an empty head
your arms around a pillow
in an empty bed

the smell of coffee
that's just for one

and the radio playing
that annoying song
but then you smile
and realize

that the night before
you saw them eyes
of the man you met
just not long ago

and how your feelings
are starting to grow
the exciting feeling
the butterfly chase

the touching hands
the warm embrace
remembering when
you have felt this before

and knowing in your heart
this could lead to more.
and then you wake
with an empty head

your arms are wrapped round him
in a warm bed the smell of coffee
and the radio plays
can you remember ever
having better days