I woke up this morning and cried
A flash of you crossed my mind
And it wasn’t what I wanted to see

I drove home last night and cried
A flash of your voice crossed my ears
And I realized it’s not yours

I sat down to eat and cried
A flash of your favorite food crossed my eyes
And I know you won’t taste it again

I now picture a sheet over you
I now hear parts of your voice
I now enjoy your favorites alone