Lyrics

There's a dark place in my heart
I use it like a bookmark
So I never can forget the place
Where you left

Got an aching in my heart
Sends me spinning like a cyclone
Sliding like a trombone
With a smoker's cough

But these days there's nothing
That quite has the smell
Of morningtime
Where black coffee fits like a favorite pair of shoes
These days are different
From the ones, when you were mine
I feel a whole lot better now
But I'll make do

I've got a tingling in my toes
Takes me anywhere the wind blows
It don't matter where I wanna go
I've got nothing to hold me back

Cause that time you had in mind
To keep me 'round your homestead
Tied to your table and bed
Is slowly slipping, through the cracks

And these days there's nothing
That quite has the smell
Of morningtime
Where black coffee fits like a favorite pair of shoes
You know these days are different
From the ones, when you were mine
I feel a whole lot better now
But I'll make do

Early in the wee old hours
Before the sun's ever beating down
On this old, helpless town
I'll take minute to think of you

And that dark place in my heart
I'll flip to it like a bookmark
And I can't shake this sinking feeling, girl
It sticks like glue

To a memory
That almost smells
Like morningtime
Where black coffee fit like a favorite pair of shoes
You know these are different
From the ones, when you were mine
I feel a whole lot better now, but I'll make do
I feel a whole lot better now, but I'll make do
I feel a whole lot better now, but I'll make do