I got an empty feelin' when that moving van pulled up.
It got a little emptier as I walked them fill that truck.
And when they carried out your clothes,
It took my breath away.
Now they're headed for that bed,
The thought keeps running though my head.
Baby, maybe, we should just sleep on it tonight,
And give our hearts just one more chance to change our minds.
I could be wrong but goodbye just don't feel right.
So baby, maybe, we should just sleep on it tonight.
I'll pay them boys to stop right now
And leave that truck out by the curb.
The TV and the phones packed up, so we won't be disturbed.
There's not a light left in this room, just a shadow of a doubt.
So let's make sure we don't give up
Before we've thought this through enough...