The Bed - Gretchen Wilson

On his side of the bed, he’s sleeping like a baby

Dreams are dancin’in his head lying with his lady

It’s a peaceful night, and everything’s just fin on his side of the bed

But on her side of the bed, those big brown eyes are cryin’from the thins he never says

And deep inside she’s dying

As she turns to face the wall, there’s no love at all

On her side of the bed

If he’d just reach out she’d forget about all the times that he let her down

Oh but in his mind everything’s all right when the lights go out

On his side of the bed he never even noticed her negligee of red

The very same one that she wore the night that they were wed

But he never turned his dead to her side of the bed

Now on his side of te bed he wakes up and turns to say, «I love you»

But instead all he finds are pages full of words she’d never said

And that’s all she left

On her side of the bed