Empty House

I pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to myself

The phone keeps ringing

I know they could never help

Sometimes its worse to have the time

Then never have it for yourself

I wish I knew you half as much as I can tell

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

We cut the conversation short

Before it starts all that again

Maybe we ought to get it over with

We're scared that we could end it

We count on nothing we don't fear

Its sad to think that theres no guarantee at all

No guarantee at all

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?? (not comfort me)

We pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to ourself

But I know its just the way it needs to be

We cut that conversation short

Before it starts all that again, again, again

We pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to ourself

The phone keeps ringing

I know, I know, I know, I know