I Die Ten Thousand Times A Day

I come home and I sat down by the door I just sat and dream my lonely life away I just can't stand a thought that I won't see you anymore I guess I die ten thousand times a day If that soulful life comes to its end I ceased to live the night you went away If you walk through that door then I'll start to live again I guess I die ten thousand times a day I pick up each thing you used to touch I call to mine each tender word you say If I've hurt you it's just because I love you much too much I guess I die ten thousand times a day