Dm
Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning, the candles have burned to their end
          Gm
Found the pictures we've taken, and now I'm awakened
    A7
And aleep's my invisible friend
       Dm
So I'm staring the hands off my wall clock, seems both of us just hang around
    Gm
Got no one to warm me and nothing to hold
   A7
My body needs what it don't have

Chorus:

    Gm
Without him I really don't mind
             Dm
A little bit lonely, he'll make up in time
              Gm
As long as he loves me
      Dm
He'll answer his crime
    E7
The door stays wide open
A7               Dm
I know that he's mine