My Empty Room (Live at The Astoria Theatre, London/1994)

Empty room today
And here I sit
Chalk outline upon the wall
I remember tracing it
A thousand times
Oh, the night she died, she died

There's no sleep today
I can't pretend
When all my dreams are crimes
I can't stand facing them

Now, who will come
To wash away my sins?
Now, who will come
To clean my room?
Now, who will come
To fix my meals, be my friend?
Be my friend