作词 : Oates I spent last night trying to write to you But the words wouldn't come, I couldn't go on And the telephone won't do I'm sick and tired of hearing "you're never home" Yet i'm sick in the head and the hotel Beds don't feel right Though i hope it doesn't show I feel a hollow down below And there's nothing, nothing for me to say I feel the emptyness inside me The emptyness inside me I have this feeling and i've got to get back This feeling that i've got to get back to you There's no one else There's nothing else There's no one else I hear myself saying again and again.... Even if it doesn't show I feel a hollow down below And there's nothing, nothing for me to say I feel the emptyness inside me I hope it doesn't show The emptyness inside me Like a hollow down below I have this feeling and i've got To get back This feeling that i've got to get back to you I feel nothing but the emptyness
作词 : Oates I spent last night trying to write to you But the words wouldn't come, I couldn't go on And the telephone won't do I'm sick and tired of hearing "you're never home" Yet i'm sick in the head and the hotel Beds don't feel right Though i hope it doesn't show I feel a hollow down below And there's nothing, nothing for me to say I feel the emptyness inside me The emptyness inside me I have this feeling and i've got to get back This feeling that i've got to get back to you There's no one else There's nothing else There's no one else I hear myself saying again and again.... Even if it doesn't show I feel a hollow down below And there's nothing, nothing for me to say I feel the emptyness inside me I hope it doesn't show The emptyness inside me Like a hollow down below I have this feeling and i've got To get back This feeling that i've got to get back to you I feel nothing but the emptyness
