(Rebecca Lynn Howard/Marty Dodson/Ron Harbin)

You would think by now

I could face the fact

You're not here and you not coming back

But instead I go on

And let myself pretend

Guess somehow deep down,I'm convinced

What I feel,can't be real

That's what I tell myself

It's a dream,this kind of thing

Only happens to someone else

I don't wanna believe you're gone

Some things are true

Believe it or not

I still leave the light on

On the chance you'll drop by

I still park on my side of the drive

Every night I make sure

That your alarm is set

I still turn down your side of the bed

What I feel,can't be real

That's what I tell myself

It's a dream,this kind of thing

Only happens to someone else

I don't wanna believe you're gone

Some things are true

Believe it or not