Where You Used To Be

well I’m walking uphill
with a trunk on my back
full of our dreams
and your beautiful clothes
and the ground around me
is startin to crack
I hear hear a door
behind me swing closed
and if you’re gone
who’s walking next to me
there’s a hole in my heart
where you used to be

are you behind my eyes
or are you a ghost
a chalk silhouette
that fades in the rain
a shadow I know
that follows me close
everywhere I been lookin in vain
like an empty grave
just six by three
there’s a hole in my heart
where you used to be

and if you’re gone
who’s walkin next to me
there’s a hole in my heart
where you used to be