The smell of your skin in my room
The sound of your laugh makes me new
The echo of your words in my head
The space where you laid still in my bed
And I'm tryin
To make room
To make room for somethin new
But you're still takin up that space
The thought of me
In your embrace
The thought of your mouth on my skin
The dream of our house we never made it in
The message you sent at half past noon
The breaks that we took and never made it through
And I'm tryin
To make room
To make room for somethin new
But you're still takin up that space
The thought of me
In your embrace
And I'm tryin
To make room
To make room for somethin new
But you're still takin up that space
The thought of me
In your embrace