On the Cold Side by Clem Tholet Lyrics
I awake, from troubled sleep
In the middle of the night
Reaching for the soft hand
That once held mine so tight
My fingers touch the pillow
Where you once laid your head
And I run my hands down the cold cold sheets
On your side.. of the bed
My head spins from the perfume
That lingers every place
And I kiss the trace of lipstick
Left on your pillow case
And here in this nightmare of darkness
I remember the day we were wed
And I clutch and tear at the at the tear stained sheets
On my side of the bed
My arms ache to hold you
My lips want to blow your kiss
And I just couldn't stand
To go through another lonely night‚ like this
These hands that once caressed you
Are holding you no more
And I'm lying‚ kinda dreamin'
Waiting for your knock on my door
What good is there in waiting
When the dreams we shared are dead
And now at last I lay me down to sleep
On my side of the bed
[Lyrics transcribed by The Ghost of Ian Smith in July of 2019]
In the middle of the night
Reaching for the soft hand
That once held mine so tight
My fingers touch the pillow
Where you once laid your head
And I run my hands down the cold cold sheets
On your side.. of the bed
My head spins from the perfume
That lingers every place
And I kiss the trace of lipstick
Left on your pillow case
And here in this nightmare of darkness
I remember the day we were wed
And I clutch and tear at the at the tear stained sheets
On my side of the bed
My arms ache to hold you
My lips want to blow your kiss
And I just couldn't stand
To go through another lonely night‚ like this
These hands that once caressed you
Are holding you no more
And I'm lying‚ kinda dreamin'
Waiting for your knock on my door
What good is there in waiting
When the dreams we shared are dead
And now at last I lay me down to sleep
On my side of the bed
[Lyrics transcribed by The Ghost of Ian Smith in July of 2019]