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