YOUR SPIRIT'S GONE 

 last night your spirit left
 the rooms was full of empty words and
 somebody might find that I'm funny
 but your spirit's gone
 I can't catch the air while I hold your
 body
 I can't rush through you as I usually do
 my lady
 I can't be what I'm not so
 somebody might find that's funny
 but your spirit's gone

 you're not a porcelain vase even though
 you don't think so
 you're not my supporter even though I
 expect that
 you're not my loneliness
 you're just part of it
 and even though I know that's funny
 'cause your spirit's gone