Dawn Oberg Girl Who Sleeps With Books Lyrics

There's an espresso maker where his books used to be
On the nightstand on that side of the bed
Gets me up at 5 so I can type out some trash
silence the monkey, try to clean out my head

There's a novel and a notebook and some poetry too
On top of covers on the side where he slept
Room enough for all of it and me when I crash
The floor beneath it nearly always unswept.

There is now another bookcase where his bureau once stood Too many pairs of shoes line the wall
It's a good-sized room with no empty spaces
One would think that I don't miss him at all

It's not the life one dreams of but it must be what I chose
My boudoir companionship is fiction and prose
It's really both as lovely and as lonesome as it looks
The nighttime spaces of a girl who sleeps with books