The Fifth Day

The hours alone On the fifth day since you've gone This broken glass, this early morn I rub my eyes in the haze I'm not sleeping anyway I watch the sun rise up In the city where I was born I could call you now Wouldn't matter what I'd say Words just aren't enough I hear our song, I press repeat I smell your perfume on the sheets You always said, "Boy, you're not so tough" And only now can I say "No matter how I shake and shape It's these things that make you a man" Your frozen mind begins to thaw You think, "My God, my God, my God Where was it I began?" "I wish you were," is what I'd say If you asked me in the light of day But these nights are like a dream I can't shake And there's your hair and there's your head And there's your empty place on the bed I wish I could scream myself awake But I won't go back to what I was And I know now that you are lost It's your choices that make you a man And the frozen mind begins to thaw You think, "My God, my God, my God Where was it I began?"