All Up In Your Place

Charming little neighborhood
Most endearing view
Peeking through your window
I'm here without you
Tiptoe'n across your floor
Napping in your bed
Flipping through your photos
Books that we both read

I wash the dishes in your sink
And kill the chardonnay
I burned your smelly candles down
A rather busy day

I've been talking to your plants
And your sketches on the wall
Mimicking the messages
That your friends leave when they call

I'm all up in your place but you're not here
No, I'm all up in your place, but you're not here

So I, I drew myself a bath
Stood naked in your mirror
I pictured you in front of me
Your hands raised in the air
My fingers kissed your elbow bend
My hands fell to your breast
And the bathtub steam, prevented me
From picturing the rest

Took a deep breath from the towel that I used to dry my face
Searching for the scent of you, the faintest little trace now

I'm all up in your place but you're not here
Oh No, I'm all up in your place, but you're not here

So I slowly walked back to your room
Turned your big bed down
I jumped up in and laid there
Listenin for the sound
Of hurried steps come up the stairs
Keys unlock the door
Shoes come off your tiny feet
Come streaming across the floor
Wrapped around your pillow
I awoke and it was clear
I've spent another day inside your place
Without you here

Oh no
I'm all up in your place but you're not here
No, no, no I'm all up in your place, but you're not here

Lord, I'd swing on by your place but you're not here
No, no-no, I'm all up in your place, but you're not here