Don McLean Empty Chairs

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I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night
Creep through my fingers, and the moon is bright.
Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane,
Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame.

And I wonder if you know, that I never understood, that
Although you said youd go, until you did, I never thought you would.

Moonlight used to bathe the contours of your face.
While chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase.
And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head,
A sympathy bouquet left with a love thats dead.

And I wonder if you know, that I never understood,
That although you said youd go, until you did, I never thought you would.

Never thought the words you said were true.
Never thought you said just what you meant.
Never knew how much I needed you.
Never thought youd leave, until you went.

Morning comes and morning goes, with no regret.
Evening brings the memories I cant forget.
Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs
And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs.

And I wonder if you know, that I never understood,
That although you said youd go, until you did, I never thought you would.