(chris waters/tom shapiro)

When i pull in the drive where your car used to be

it doesn't hurt me like it used to

i can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore

where you are, like i used to

i can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall

and not miss you

but i just can't bring myself to go into..

The room

where i spent every night with you

and the light of the moon

came through the window

and i held you

we were so close

and it's just too soon

for me to go into the room

I'd remember too much if i opened that door

and i'm not sure if i could face it

the bed's emptiness would remind me you're with

someone else, and i couldn't take it

so, i sleep on the couch in our living room now

since our love died

'cause i'm still not ready yet to go inside...

The room

where i spent every night with you

and the light of the moon

came through the window

and i held you

we were so close

and it's just too soon

for me to go into the room

Where the light of the moon

came through the window

and i held you

we were so close

and it's just too soon

for me to go into the room