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I wake up each morning with you on my mind It's funny how sweet dreams can be so unkind Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get over you A creature of habit in all that I do When I make coffee, I still make coffee for two But it should be for three Your memory, me, and the blues. The day that you left I promised myself That I was gonna be just fine But now with you gone and I'm here all alone I can't get you out of my mind I just sit home nights missing your touch Thinking about when it was the two of us But now it's we three, your memory, me, and the blues I just sit home nights missing your touch Thinking about when it was the two of us But now it's we three, your memory, me, and the blues Aus Songtexte Mania