I opened my eyes, look at the clock,   It says eight fifteen,   Stumble out of bed, fumble down the hall,   Still half asleep.      Opened up a window, opened up the paper,   And put some coffee on, grab two cups,   Oh yeah, you're gone.      Shower and shave, take a little time to read the news,   Sort through the mail,   See something about some sale they're having on women's shoes,      Billy's band is playing at the Canyon club on Friday,   I bet they sing our song, maybe we can go,   Oh year, you're gone.      This is gonna take some getting used to baby,   I'm gonna need more time,   Cause I still say us when I ought to say me,   I still say ours instead of mine,   Every plan I make, every road I take,   I still see you riding along,   Then suddenly it hits me,   Oh yeah, you're gone.      This is gonna take some getting used to baby,   I think I need more time,   Because I still say us, when I ought to say me,   I still say ours instead of mine,   Every plan I make, every road I take,   I still see you riding alone,   Then suddenly it hits me,   Oh yeah, you're gone.      Oh there ain't no doubt about it baby,   Oh yeah, you're gone.