Thursday, 26 February 2009

Empty

Empty house, no lights no laughter
Empty house, no happy ever after
Should be a home but it's more of a noose
That strangles the life from my empty excuse
One stupid fight, some careless words
Now only my tears the silence disturb

Empty heart, no love no passion
Empty heart, no warmth no compassion
Should be a gift but it now has no use
Thrown with my dreams away with the refuse
One drunken night, one misplaced kiss
The whole of my life reduced to this

Empty and cold, no signs of a rainbow
Empty and cold, no trace of a warm glow
Should be a man in the prime of his life
Should be the man who calls you his wife
One loss of sight, one meaningless girl
And now the total collapse of my world

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