Old T-shirt

It's been three weeks since I've heard from you,
and my bed sheets are screaming cuz they miss you too.
It's looking like I'm sleeping alone again tonight.
I've got a clean slate waiting with your name on the chalk,
come over now baby get me outta the dark.
I'm laying here playing solitaire hoping I see you.
And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
because I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.

I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt
waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.

I wrote ten love songs with your name in the title;
prayed to Jesus, Mary, Joseph every man in the Bible;
I'm wishing on a star even though it's only noon.
I'm watching reruns of our favorites shows,
my stomach's been hurting like nobody knows,
I'm jumping up every time I hear my phone ring.
And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
because I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.

I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt
waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.

When you're in love, like I'm in love,
then everything is not enough.

And I'm hoping that your coming back tomorrow,
cuz I'm too in love with you to ever let this go.

I've got your old T-shirt and your mini skirt
waiting for you to come back home.
I need you here, oh yes my dear, so come on home.