EMPTY CHAIRS
(Words & Music by Don McLean)
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 
And the fragrance of your flowers rest 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