(verse 1) I heard the front door, closing softly, As I wakened, from my sleep; With the last touch, of her lips, lord, Like a whisper, on my cheek; And I cursed the sun for risin', cause the worst, lord, was yet to come; cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone. (verse 2) See the lipstick on the pillow That I placed beneath her head; And the soft sheets still feel warm, lord, Where she lay upon my bed; (chorus) And it hurts to know it's over, For the hurt, lord, has just begun. 'cause this morning, she's just leavin', But, come sundown, she'll be gone.