I heard the front door Closin' softly As I wakened from my sleep With a last touch Of her lips, Lord Like a whisper On my cheek And I cursed the sun for risin' For the worst Lord Is yet to come Cause this mornin' She's just leavin' But come sundown She'll be gone See the lipstick On the pillow That I placed 'Neath her head And the soft sheets Still feel warm Lord Where she lay Upon my bed And it hurts to know it's over For the hurt Lord Has just begun Cause this mornin' She's just leavin But come sundown. She'll be gone [email protected]