This House Is Empty Now

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