These rooms play tricks upon you
Remember when they were
always filled with laughter
But now they're quite deserted
They seem to just echo
voices raised in anger
Maybe you will see my face
Reflected there on the pane
In the window up above for long
In broken home
Still this house is empty now
There's nothing i can do
To make you want to stay
So tell me how
How am i supposed
to live without you
These walls were lined
with pictures
Remember the glass we
charged in celebration
But now i fill my life up
With all that i can to
deaden this sensation
Do you recognize the face
Fixed in that fine silver frame
Were you really so unhappy there
You never said
So this house is empty now
There's nothing i can do
to make you want to stay
So tell me how
how am i supposed to
live without you
Oh if i should just become
forgetful
When night seems endless
Does the extinguished candle care
About the darkness
It's funny how the memory
Will bring you so close then
make you disappear