I wake up every morning at the dawn of 4AM
With a burning in my chest, with a burning in my bed
It's like there's wild animals clawing at my skin
It's like I can't escape him but I scream and call for him
But he's nowhere to be found, because his spirit's taken flight
Exploring other galaxies, silencing his fight
But I'm left here all alone, in the middle of the night
With an ache that roots from deep inside, nothing is alright
Hold my breath till my face turns blue
I think I've held it since I lost you
I mean, there's nothing else for me to hold
In our bed, so fucking cold,
I'm lost and sorrow takes its toll,
I'm searching, praying for his soul,
Is he praying for me? Is he looking for me?
Has the space between us grown too deep?
Am I talking to the fucking walls?
Waiting, praying for his call?
That I know will never come, but I
Keep staring at my phone
And I'm rereading our messages
So I don't feel so alone
But there's a heavy silence
That seems so very loud
And I can't contain this misery
I'm just a face in the crowd
And 4am is the time for lovers
For artists and for thought
But 4am is when I got the call
Telling me you were gone
So I wake up every morning
And I jolt awake in fear
Because the clock says 4,
My chest gets tight
When I see you're still not here.