Empty Hours
Spent Combing The Street
In Daytime Showers
They've Become My Beat;
As I Walk From Cafe To Bar
I Wish I Knew Where You Are;
Because You've Clouded My Mind
And Now I'm All Out Of Time
Empty Skies Say Try To Forget
Better Advice Is To Have No Regrets;
As I Tread The Boulevard Floor
Will I See Once More;
Because You've Clouded My Mind
'Till Then I'm Biding My Time

I'm Only Sad In A Natural Way
And I Enjoy Sometimes Feeling This Way
The Gift You Gave Is Desire
The Match That Started My Fire

Empty Nights With Nothing To Do
I Sit And Think, Every Thought Is For You;
I Get So Restless And Bored
So I Go Out Once More;
I Hate To Feel So Confined
I Feel Like I'm Wasting My Time