The weight on my finger
The faint slip of silver
The feeling you're never far gone
Did it feel authentic?
Did you feel you meant it when you said our loving was wrong?

I wrote you a letter, I said I was better
I said I would never know why
You left like a bandit
It's not like we planned it
But I'll leave the light on for a while

And I'll leave the linen the way they've been slept in
The sheets on the bed in a pile
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while

Did I breathe too deep in when I held you sleeping?
Did you dream you're leaving for long?
I'll hang up tomorrow
And beg, steal and borrow
I'm breathing, you're leaving and you're gone

I put on my denim and put on a gingham
In classic American style
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while

I'm dressed for the morning
And just for a moment
I've almost forgotten you're gone
Then I remember
I have 'til September
Summer, the daylight's so long

I'll put on a kettle of whistling metal
And spill just a little on the tile
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while
And I'll wear your ring on the right hand for a while