Empty Chairs
I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
- I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
- Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright
- Beams of blue come flickering through my window pane
- Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame
- And I wonder if you know
- That I never understood
- That although you said you'd go
- Until you did I never thought you would
- Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face
- While chestnut hair fell all around the pillow case
- And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head
- A sympathy bouquet left with the love that's dead
- And I wonder if you know
- That I never understood
- That although you said you'd go
- Until you did I never thought you would
- Never thought the words you said were true
- Never thought you said just what you meant
- Never knew how much I needed you
- Never thought you'd leave until you went
- Morning comes and morning goes with no regret
- And evening brings the memories I can't forget
- Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs
- And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs
- And I wonder if you know
- That I never understood
- That although you said you'd go
- Until you did I never thought you would
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