your side of the bed is colder since you leftnthis place doesnt feel like homenpictures you left behind do nothing but flood my mindnwith thoughts of you coming home.nnand i can't fall asleep at night...nnpulling back this bottle i cant help and cry but smilentaking down your photographs,nnow every single song we danced to just comes on the radio these daysnnand i cant fall asleep at nightnoh i cant fall asleep at nightni cant fall asleep at nightnoh i cant fall asleep at nightnnyour side of the bed is colder since you leftnand this place doesnt feel like home....