Empty Room

I’ll never hear your footsteps down the hallway
Or your laugh as you come bursting through the door
Run my fingers through the clothes left in your closet
Cause I can’t feel you anymore
All I wanna do is sleep, cause you’re with me in my dreams
But you won’t be here in the morning
There’s nothing left but silence
It’s the strangest kind of violence
The empty room where my baby used to be

Didn't know it was goodbye--all the things I would have said
I can’t find the strength to cry as I lay curlеd up in your bed
Head upon your pillow as I try to catch your scent
What I would givе if I could hold you close again
All I wanna do is sleep, cause you’re with me in my dreams
But you won’t be here in the morning
There’s nothing left but silence, it’s the strangest kind of violence
The empty room where my baby used to be

Words all feel too cheap
For a hurt that runs this deep
Oh God, can you hear my silent screaming
In the empty room where my baby used to be?

There’s nothing left but silence, it’s the strangest kind of violence The empty room where my baby used to be