Empty Rooms

Empty Rooms
Loneliness is your only friend.
A broken heart that just won't mend
is the price you pay.
It's hard to take when love grows old.
The days are long and the nights turn cold
when it fades away.
You hope that she will change her mind,
but the days drift on and on.
You'll never know the reason why she's gone.
You see her face in every crowd.
You hear her voice, but you're still proud,
so you turn away.
You tell yourself that you'll be strong.
But your heart tells you,
this time you're wrong.
You hope that she will change her mind,
but the days drift on and on.
You'll never know the reason why she's gone.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms,
where we learn to live without love.
All alone in an empty room.
Lonliness is your only friend, hooh.
Oh, she's gone and you're at the end.
En 'Empty Rooms' de Gary Moore, la tristeza y soledad se entrelazan en una melancólica melodía que narra la historia de un corazón roto que se niega a sanar. El protagonista enfrenta el duro precio de ver desvanecerse el amor mientras los días se alargan y las noches se vuelven frías...