Ashes

Hard-Fi - The King


I've been thinking of you, every waking hour,
Staring at the wall, trying to find the nerve to call...
Catch your photo and I wonder, Are you still on this number?
But In my heart I know, You changed that number long ago,
Nowhere is home, and I feel old,
My clothes are worn, My heart is cold,
With you I was The King,
But with you my heart would sing,
But now my story's done,
Now I'm no one...
But once I was The King