I Take A Walk Down To The Shore
And I Wonder How Much Longer I'll Sustain These Steps
It's Been A Month Since I've Been Gone
And It's Been A Month Too Long Since You Have Graced Me With Your Presence
I Smell Your Scent On Every Single Shirt I Wear;
I Find Pieces Of Your Hair Stuck To My Suitcase
I Try To Call But The Reception Here Is Weak
And It'll Still Be Three More Weeks Until I Get Home

I Hope Your Waiting By The Door When I Get Home
I Don't Want Anyone To See Me Here Alone
It's Not Enough To Say “I Think About You” Now
But That Was All I Had

I Walk The Boards Alone Tonight And Try To Fill This Empty Space Inside My Chest
I Took Atlantic Home Tonight And Every Neon Light, And Sign, Spelt Out Your Name
And Every Morning That I Wake
I Make A Point To Check The Date Incase I Slept An Extra Day
I've Crossed So Many Numbers Out
But Every Time I Count Them There Are So Much More