Loneliness is your only friend. A broken heart that just won't mend is the price you pay.
It's hard to take when love grows old. The days are long and the nights turn cold when it fades away.
You hope that she will change her mind, but the days drift on and on. You'll never know the reason why she's gone.
You see her face in every crowd. You hear her voice, but you're still proud, so you turn away.
You tell yourself that you'll be strong. But your heart tells you, this time you're wrong.
You hope that she will change her mind, but the days drift on and on. You'll never know the reason why she's gone.
Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love.
Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love. Empty rooms, where we learn to live without love.
All alone in an empty room. Lonliness is your only friend, hooh. Oh, she's gone and you're at the end.
No se puede vivir sin Gary Moore, que en paz descanse :(
symptoms are so deep something here's so wrong nothing is complete nowhere to belong symptoms are so deep I think I'd better stay here on my own so spare me if you please
Hasta las pelotas... y más allá. Por cierto qué mona es.
