You never remembered to lock the door when you sung

I miss the way you smiled at me when I listened to your dreams
I miss the smell of your hair
I miss the cold nights
Alone laying in our bed

That day you told me you could smell the rain before it hit the sands
I believed you when my heart was bleeding
You never remembered to lock the door when you sung
I wish I had never asked you to stop singing because now
I would die to hear your voice again...