I'm getting down the road
I'm sleeping through the night
Right through the front door
Drop your bags on the floor
you don't live here anymore
In the book of you and me
Just when I'm sure you're gone
Sometimes the smallest thing
The perfume that you wore
On someone standing next to me
And I can't help but smile
Cause that's where you come in
Right through the front door
Drop your bags on the floor
you don't live here anymore
in the book of you and me
Just when I'm sure you're gone,
It's like rain falling out
There ain't nothing I can do
Cause right through the front door
Drop your bags on the floor
you don't live here anymore
in the book of you and me
Just when I'm sure you're gone