The Emptyness - Daryl Hall & John Oates

I spent last night trying to write to you

But the words wouldn’t come

I couldn’t go on

And the telephone won’t do

I’m sick and tired of hearing

«you're never home»

Yet I’m sick in the head and the hotel

Beds don’t feel right

Though I hope it doesn’t show

I feel a hollow down below

And there’s nothing, nothing for me to say

I feel the emptyness inside me

The emptyness inside me

I have this feeling and I’ve got to get back

This feeling that I’ve got to get back to you

There’s no one else

There’s nothing else

There’s no one else

I hear myself saying again and again…

Even if it doesn’t show

I feel a hollow down below

And there’s nothing, nothing for me to say

I feel the emptyness inside me

I hope it doesn’t show

The emptyness inside me

Like a hollow down below

I have this feeling and I’ve got

To get back

This feeling that I’ve got to get back to you

I feel nothing but the emptyness