[00:00:10] A glass half full is too empty to make me forget what it was that kept me
[00:00:24] from telling you how I had felt all along
[00:00:38] Every night is the same I am stumbling and calling out your name
[00:00:51] You'd think that by now I'd know my way back home
[00:01:05] Instead I'm waltzing under street lights with my shadow
[00:01:16] That she leads me back to safety
[00:01:25] I'm just dancing with familiarity
[00:01:39] Forcing myself into slumber does not erase the ever-growing number
[00:01:51] The number of words that I wish that I could take back
[00:02:05] I'm growing old, far too fast
[00:02:13] I pray the taste of wine on my lips
[00:02:18] Doesn't last till the morning when we might speak again
[00:02:33] On the night it pass headed west
[00:02:41] I am seldom at my best when I'm gardening
Empty seats surrounding me