Nobodys Home

<br>Move slowly to my dresser drawers<br><br>Put my blue jeans on<br><br>Find my cowboy boots, my button down<br><br>Strap my timepiece on my arm<br><br>Grab my billfold, my pocket change<br><br>Just a mindless old routine<br><br>Then its out the door and down the street<br><br>But its not really me<br><br>I still comb my hair the same<br><br>Still like the same cologne<br><br>And I still drive that pickup truck<br><br>That the same old bank still owns<br><br>But since you left, everybody says<br><br>Im not the guy theyve known<br><br>The lights are on, but nobodys home<br><br>Cup of coffee in the morning<br><br>Just food for the brain<br><br>But Ive been numb since our last goodbye<br><br>I havent felt a thing<br><br>But now theres pains in my head<br><br>And pains in my chestand I think Im losing my hair<br><br>Im a half a man with half a mind<br><br>To think you didnt care<br><br>Repeat chorus