The Cartographer's Wife Lyrics

Well I love, love you, love you
You know I do
Much in the same way that you love leaving
And the garden you planted in our backyard
You took off before they were seedlings
Now I'm doing laundry putting fresh sheets on the bed
You're already setting sail to the North winds in your head
But don't go yet
Cause it's lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely loving you
Lately it's the only, only, only thing I know how to do
Cause you're tracing maps of these oceans,
maps of these mountains
When you come back you'll trace maps of my body
If you come back, when you come back
Well the hallway, the pantry, and the living room
All feel empty my dear, cause you left, a little too soon
I'll sit on the porch and pray for better weather
Like mother, like daughter I should of know better
'Cause I'm doing laundry putting fresh sheets on the bed
You're already setting sail to the North winds in your head
But don't go yet
Cause it's lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely loving you
Lately it's the only, only, only thing I know how to do
Cause you're tracing maps of these oceans,
maps of these mountains
When you come back you'll trace maps of my body
If you come back, when you come back --
if you come back, when you come back.