It's Not Over, Yet

On the bed lies your pillow

It's been there since you've been gone

And in the closet, your favorite shoes

You used to wear.

And the perfume that I bought you

It still lingers everywhere

Somethin' tells me

It's not over yet.

On the nightstand is your picture

The one I've held since you've been gone

The same picture you gave to me

When we first met.

It don't hold me in return

But it says please don't forget

And it tells me

It's not over yet.

It's not over 'til the memories of you

Have all died

'Til the tears from my eyes

Have finally dried.

It's not over 'til that phone rings

And I don't reach to talk to you

And hear you tell me

It's not over yet.

It's not over 'til that phone rings

And I don't reach to talk to you

And hear you tell me

It's not over yet.

And hear you tell me

It's not over yet...