Rooms that we have lived in
The things that they have seen;
Rooms that you shared with me
And the rooms in between...
When you're gone, there's a drought of love
Mornings we would wake up
Just to taste our love again
Afraid of some break-up
Before the day could end
When you're gone, there's a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love
Why can't we seem to get it on?
(Why can't we seem to get it on)
Words remain unspoken (words...);
Thoughts cannot be heard
(Thoughts... Cannot be heard)
Love's just a token
Without some spoken word
When your gone, there's a drought of love
When you're gone, there's a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love
Why can't we seem to get it on?
(Why can't we seem to get it on)
Rooms that you will live in
Not a part of me
(They'll never see...)
Rooms that you'll make love in;
Rooms I've never seen
When you're gone, there's a drought of love...
When you're gone, there's a drought of love...
