I fiddle with the thought of being constant in your absence
Am I stuck inside these moments of our time we got so used too
Sleeping softly in the safety of each other's arms
And now that you are gone this bed sits empty as a pocket
Bearing nothing more than old and useless change that is just waiting
To be spent on something more than just a ticket on some plane
That I'll be back home before we know it
I'll be back home before you know it
Cause it breaks my heart
To know next time I see you
All it means is you'll be leaving me as empty as this airport
And even more than ever before
But it warms my soul
To think about the day when we'll be living in our own home
Where the mornings are never so cold
And the pain is off my chest with you beside to hold