Empty is us, is you, is me
Empty is accepting it will never be

Empty is the regret, the guilt and the shame
Empty is never again speaking your name

Empty is the dilemma, the most difficult choice
Empty is forgetting the sound of your voice

Empty is a frail hope which hopelessness grips
Empty is craving the taste of your lips

Empty is the cold malice of winter’s cruel blight
Empty is dreaming of you night after night

Empty is a pocket filled with money
Empty is laughing when you weren’t funny

Empty is the void within the abyss
Empty is knowing it’s you I will miss

Empty is a desert longing for rain
Empty is thinking I could ease all your pain

Empty is the shadow cast by the sun
Empty is believing that you were the one

Empty is a ******, beckoning sin
Empty is lying, I know where you’ve been

Empty is the end, life’s bitter conclusion
Empty is your promise, it was all an illusion

Empty is the night that never sees dawn
Empty is without you, forever you’re gone