I woke up early this morning, around 4 a.m.,
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate.
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep,
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake.
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms,
I've been tryin' my best to get along,
But that's o.k., there's nothing left to say,

But take your records, take your freedom,
Take your mem'ries, I don't need 'em.
Take your space and take your reasons,
But you'll think of me.
And take your cap and leave my sweater,
'Cause we have nothing left to weather,
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better,
But you'll think of me,
You'll think of me.

I went out driving trying to clear my head.
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left,
(I guess I....)
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this,
And all the baggage that seems to still exist.
It seems the only blessing that I have left to my name,
Is not knowing what we could have been,
What we should have been.

So take your records, take your freedom,
Take your mem'ries, I don't need 'em.
Take your space and take your reasons,
But you'll think of me.
And take your cap and leave my sweater,
'Cause we have nothing left to weather,
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better,
But you'll think of me,
You'll think of me.

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind,
But don't worry, I'll be fine.
I'm gonna be alright.
While you're sleeping with your pride,
Wishing I could hold you tight,
I'll be over you and on with my life.