If you're sad, write it

On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared
And I began to talk to myself almost immediately
Not being used to being the only person there

And the first time I made coffee for just myself
I made to much of it
But I drank it all just because you hate it
When I let things go to waste

And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost at the mall
And an astronaut could have seen the hunger in my eyes from space
And I sang
Oh, what do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?

On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I was cold so I put on a sweater and I turned on the heat
And the walls began to close in and I felt so sad and frightened
That I practically ran from the living room out onto the street

And the wind began to blow and the trees began to pant
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a business man waiting for a train
And I got ready for the future to arrive

And I sang
Oh what do I do? What do I do?
What to I do without you?

~Woke Up New by The Mountain Goats