Your Memory, Me, And the Blues

I wake up each morning with you on my mind
It's funny how sweet dreams can be so unkind
Sometimes, I wonder if I'll ever get over you

A creature of habit in all that I do
When I make coffee, I still make coffee for two
But it should be for three, your memory, me and the blues

The day that you left, I promised myself
That I was gonna be just fine
But now with you gone and I’m here all alone
I can't get you out of my mind

I just sit home nights missing your touch
Thinking about when it was the two of us
But now it's we three, your memory, me and the blues

I just sit home nights missing your touch
Thinking about when it was the two of us
But now it's we three, your memory, me and the blues
Your memory, me and the blues