leaves they’ll fall in October
you looked good in autumn light
wind blew through your strawberry hair
when you walked out of my sight
                                          
I bet that you thought id choose to drive myself insane
I put on my shoes and went out walking in the rain  

I don’t mind
that you're gone

I never noticed that the moon stayed up so high in the midnight sky
or the taste of whiskey and rye   
I never noticed that the breeze smelled fresher than your old perfume
or that coyotes howl a western tune

I don't mind
that you're gone

If life’s so short I wondered
why the night time felt so long
the bottle asked me questions
and I answered it with songs

I couldn’t lie awake and let my poor mind think
I put on my shoes, and polished off another drink

I don't mind
that you're gone