Every night as I lay in this empty bed I wonder what it must be like

To have a lover lying next to me holding me through the night

And as I close my eyes and start to drift away the feeling is bitter-sweet

'Cause part of me is really missing you, while part of me feels complete

 

Chorus: Every night is Independence Day

             And though we've/I've tried, I 'm kinda likin' it better this way

 

Bridge: Don't feel sad, I'm not missing you

            Don't feel bad, I'm not missing you

            But don't feel glad, 'cause I'm not missing you

 

Every night as I lay in this empty room curled up on my side of the bed

I stretch my arm out over the great divide, grateful in the back of my head . . . 'cause (chorus twice)

 

Ya, I'm likin' it better this way

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