Sitting here in the warm blue light
Monday morning could be Friday night
The rain outside is so comfortable to me
When I'm looking out into empty rooms
Empty rooms, empty rooms
Empty rooms, empty rooms
Should I hang up my hat?
Should I untie my shoes?
Should I snuggle up next to you
Or wander out into another empty room?
Empty rooms, empty rooms
Empty rooms, empty rooms
No one comes around here anymore
Everybody's sleeping
Everybody's laughing
Everybody's crying
I love you
I love you
Everything is beautiful
Singing out into empty rooms
Empty rooms, empty rooms
Empty rooms
Empty rooms
Empty rooms
Empty rooms