Empty Chairs - Harry Belafonte

作词：Don McLean

作曲：Don McLean

I feel the trembling tingle

of a sleepless night

Creep through my fingers and

the moon is bright

Beams of blue come flickering

through my window pane

Like gypsy moths that dance

around a candle flame

And I wonder if you know

That I never understood

That although you said you'd go

Until you did I never

thought you would

Moonlight used to bathe

the contours of your face

While chestnut hair fell all

around the pillow case

The fragrance of your

body rests beneath my head

A sympathy bouquet left

with the love that's dead

And I wonder if you know

That I never understood

That although you said you'd go

Until you did I never

thought you would

Never thought the words

you said were true

Never thought you said

just what you meant

Never knew how much

I needed you

Never thought you'd

leave until you went

Morning comes and

morning goes with no regret

And evening brings

the memories I can't forget

Empty rooms that

echo as I climb the stairs

And empty clothes that

drape and fall on empty chairs

And I wonder if you know

That I never understood

That although you said you'd go

Until you did I never thought you would