Fill Me Up
Linda Taylor, Sara Niemietz
I slept in your bed
You weren't home
Your sheets wrapped around me
Safe and warm
Watch on the nightstand
Half-empty cup
Walk around in your sweater
It fills me up
Fill me up
Fill me up
You're so kind to let me crash on the couch
And stretch my legs while you're out of town
But I can't help it if I start to wander
Looking at the photos on your counter
You look so good
Holding her hand
But I can still imagine she was me instead
And it fills me up
Fills me up