Come Sundown

<br>I heard the front door closing softly as I weaken from my sleep<br>With the last touch of his lips Lord like a whisper on my cheek<br>And I cursed the sun for rising cause the worst Lord is yet to come<br>Cause this morning he`s just leaving but come sundown he`ll be gone<br><br>I see his mem`ry on his pillow that I placed beneath his head<br>And the soft sheets still feel warm Lord where he lay upon my bed<br>And it hurts to know it`s over cause the hurt Lord has just begun<br>For this morning he`s just leaving but come sundown he`ll be gone