I'm writing this letter from my side of the bed
And I hope that it gets to you, right there
It all seemed so much better from the inside of my head
But I know that the morning breeze feels cold without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
I'm sending this postcard from my side of the bed
'Cause the future is not what it used to be, you said
Cigarette in mouth you said, "baby, what's your plan?"
Well it's the damndest thing, 'cause my house is built on sand without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
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I'm writing this letter from my side of the bed
And I hope that it gets to you, right there
It all seemed so much better from the inside of my head
But I know that the morning breeze feels cold without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
I'm sending this postcard from my side of the bed
'Cause the future is not what it used to be, you said
Cigarette in mouth you said, "baby, what's your plan?"
Well it's the damndest thing, 'cause my house is built on sand without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
And I hope that it gets to you, right there
It all seemed so much better from the inside of my head
But I know that the morning breeze feels cold without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
I'm sending this postcard from my side of the bed
'Cause the future is not what it used to be, you said
Cigarette in mouth you said, "baby, what's your plan?"
Well it's the damndest thing, 'cause my house is built on sand without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Hold your hands, that's my plan
Without you
Without you, my love
It is cold on the Fourth of July
Without you
Without you, my love
There'll be snow on the mid-summer sky
Without you
Writer: Tony Acevedo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid