Hollowed and empty seemed to be your tune

Playing on the piano in the crowded room

Soulless eyes the color of grey blue

Glimmered in the candlelight of your hollow tune

The waiter came over and a drink appeared

A red glass of wine it could have been tears

You sipped slowly as you play along

Beating out tunes to a sad sad  song



I sat and wondered what made you this way

Who was she, did your heart she play?

Was it a passionate love or was it lust

Did she really care or was it a bust?



I guess I will never know the truth

Walking out to your lonely tune…