Empty Pages - Grateful Dead

Empty pages before my eyes, do not deny or criticize

Empty bedrooms where I’ve paid my dues

Watching the ceiling instead of you

Can you tell me where you’ve gone?

Ain’t no one around to hear my songs

I’ve got some songs that I’d like to sing

Always brings down some other thing

Where can I go, my paths are broken?

It seems like your love is just a token

So won’t you stay with me, oh, stay with me?

Up in the morning, out the door

Doing some business that I never know

You know I got a mind to put you out