Not you

Nor a bed has been as comfortable as yours.
Nor a kiss has been as passionate as yours.
Nor a laugh has been as real as the ones I had with you.
And all my tears are still yours.

They come out from my heart through my eyes
Still with your name written down on them
On another man's bed sheets
And I can't help it.

From time to time someone sweet comes to my bed
and reads the pain in my soul
And when we're lying down, right after making love
He asks me what's going on on my mind

But that's something about me that hasn't changed yet
When I'm thinking a million of feelings
But not a word comes out from my mouth
Even though I want to scream it, as loud as it sounds on my head

And there I am, feeling so lonely and empty
knowing that I can call him or anyone
who makes me company just for the night
But I just don't want to, 'cause they're not you