Color Fred, The - Empty House lyrics

I pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to myself

The phone keeps ringing

I know they could never help

Sometimes its worse to have the time

Then never have it for yourself

I wish I knew you half as much as I can tell

And why does the road I want not comfort me?

My minds always racing down some other street

We cut that conversation short

Before it starts all that again

Maybe we ought to get it over with

We're scared that we could end it

We count on nothing we don't fear

Its sad to think that theres no guarantees at all

No guarantees at all

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

My minds always racing down some other street

And why does the road I walk not comfort me?

My hearts always racing, it nearly stoped

When the lights turned red it started to break

There was a crash ahead

We pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to ourselfs And every step I left you down

We cut that conversation short

Before it starts all that again, again, again

I pace the floors this empty house

Compare its content to myself

The phone keeps ringing

I know, I know, I know, I know