You left with the angels, you left much too soon
It's Sunday morning quiet in an empty room
Your number's still saved under "Call When You're Bored"
The phone just sits there like an unopened door

But there's no door
For going back to before

It did something to me
The day that you left
I sang at your service
God knew how I felt
About you leaving
It did something to me

I found an old birthday card in my truck the other day
It said, "Tough luck, buddy boy, I didn't get you a cake"
We laughed and we drove with nowhere to go
Singing with Randy Travis on the radio

That was the cure
We loved Country Pure

It did something to me
The day that you left
I sang at your service
God knew how I felt
About you leaving
It did something to me

You always said I should sing
For a living
Said I should go to Music City
Just do it, no kidding

You did something to me
Changed the way that I see
The world and myself
All the shadows I've felt
Yeah, I headed to Nashville
Now I'm here with a head full
Of dreams
'Cause you made me believe
I could do it
Yeah, you did something to me
You did something good
To me

© Carlene M Wentworth

DID SOMETHING TO ME

CARLENE WENTWORTH