Empty House
Emptiness Echoes: Terra Lightfoot's Melodic Tale of Yearning
Lyrics
You're my midnight snack
You are my late-night snack
My morning glory
You are my source of morning happiness
Baby, without you, I'm in purgatory
Without you, I feel like I'm in a state of uncertainty or limbo
A big newspaper without a story
I'm like a significant publication lacking a compelling narrative
Chasing headlines down
Pursuing sensational news stories eagerly
I've been wafer thin
I've been emotionally fragile
I've been waiting ages
Long periods of anticipation
You're the ink and I'm the pages
You are the substance, and I am the container
All I really want to say is
Expressing a desire to communicate
Please don't leave me now
Plea not to leave at this moment
When you're gone, I'm up for rent
When you're absent, I am available for others
I am an empty house again
Feeling vacant and desolate when you're not around
When you're gone, I've got nothing left
Nothing meaningful remains in my life when you're away
I am an empty house again
Comparing oneself to an empty dwelling in your absence
Take my car and half my wages
Willing to sacrifice possessions and income for you
Take me to your favorite places
Ready to go to places that hold significance for you
Hold me in those long embraces
Yearning for and valuing affectionate, prolonged hugs
That I can't do without
Expressing an inability to live without those embraces
You're my midnight snack
You are my midnight sustenance
And my morning glory
You bring joy to my mornings
Baby, without you, I'm in purgatory
Without you, life feels like an indeterminate state
A big newspaper without a story
Comparing oneself to a significant entity without substance
Chasing headlines down
Pursuing exciting and attention-grabbing events eagerly
When you're gone, I'm up for rent
When you're not present, I am available for others
I am an empty house again
Feeling vacant and desolate when you're not around
When you're gone, I've got nothing left
Nothing meaningful remains in my life when you're away
I am an empty house again
Comparing oneself to an empty dwelling in your absence
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