Testo di Death of a woman

She's not half the woman you were, but she's ok I will cope she's not half the soul you were, but she's alright I will cope Still feel your hands, the shape of your palm This body shivers, I like to sleep now Still feel your hands, I miss you so This body shivers, I like to sleep now I used to love getting up, you know I loved those early mornings But now I don't, I lay still and wait for you to hold me Still feel your hands I miss you so This body shivers, I like to sleep now Still feel your hands, the shape of your palm This body shivers, I like to sleep now