Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
Wall of Voodoo
In a circle
We place ourselves
It's the human thing to do
On this life-like stage
We act a play
Well that's so human too
Why don't you drink
From my ruby red glass?
Why don't you drink
From my ruby glass?
An unlit corner
In the world alone...
What shall we do?
Now I'm thinking less
Of pain and lies
And I'm thinking more of you...
And I'm thinking more of you...
The empty room-
Upon a black floor
Come on and fill this glass
Forget this life
And lock the door
Give me violets
And vine tonight
From this night on
We'll be alright
'til empty falls the ruby glass
I'm thinking less
But I'm thinking more of you
Thinking more of you
Thinking more of you
Life is short
And you're the sort that
Turns a night into a year...
Silently call me close
Say it's the same for you
Why don't you drink
From my ruby red glass?
Why don't you drink
From my ruby glass?
The empty room-
Upon a black floor
Give me violets
And vine tonight
From this night on
We'll be alright
'til empty falls
The ruby glass
I'm thinking less
But I'm thinking more of you
Thinking more of you
Thinking more of you
Empty Room was written by Bruce Moreland.
Empty Room was produced by Richard Mazda.