Remembering You

The TV went off hours ago
Nothing but static on the radio
The house is quiet, nothing to do
I’m just sitting here remembering you
The last words I heard were home of the prey
And I think of a home when I couldn’t say
I say I’m happy but that just ain’t true
The best part of my night is remembering you
I’d like to remember your very face
I’d like to remember your hair out of place
And whenever I have a minute or two
I just like remembering you
It’s dark and it’s cold and the fire is dead
This time too short for a prayer
The sun’s nearly up I should be too
Yes, I fell asleep remembering you
The best part of my night is remembering you