Lee Ann Womack

3 a.m. sit up straight in my bed
Guess I've been dreamin' about you again
I look to my left, oh but something ain't right
'Cause you no longer sleep at my side
Then I turn that old lamp light on
It hurts my eyes to see that you've gone
If wishful thinking could somehow be true
Then you'd feel for me like I feel for you
Do you feel for me like I feel for you
Do you reach out in the middle of the night