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MICHAEL BALL
Empty Chairs, Empty Tables
(claude-michel schonberg/alain boubil/herbert kretzmer)
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone.
Here they talked of revolution
Here it was they lit the flame
Here they sang about 'tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
I can hear them now
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On the lonely barricade at dawn!
Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no more.
Другие тексты без альбома MICHAEL BALL
- If You Could Read My Mind
- We Break Our Own Hearts
- Away
- Call on Me
- I'm Gonna Be Strong
- She's Not There
- I'm So Sorry
- Sunset Boulevard
- Empty Chairs, Empty Tables
- Everyday Everynight
- Let The River Run
- All by Myself
- How Can I Be Sure
- Maria
- So Strong
- Somewhere
- The Rose
- No More Steps to Climb
- Thefirst Man You Remember
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