I Talk To My Room

The chair is in the corner The painting on the wall The make up that you left behind, the suitcase in the hall I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me I think it's sad because you went away I look at my room and I see it's not the same Without you here we don't know what to say Since you left this morning I don't know what to do I look around, I walk about, and all I see is you I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me I think it's sad because you went away I look at my room and I see it's not the same Without you here we don't know what to say The make up that you left behind, the suitcase in the hall The record player on the floor, the posters on the door I sit in the dark while the dawn begins to come The dawning of another lonesome day I talk to myself but I know it's not the same Without you here I just can bare to stay I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me I think it's sad because you went away I look at my room and I see it's not the same Without you here we don't know what to say