Rooms Lyrics - San Francisco - Scott Mc Kenzie

Rooms that we have lived in, 

The things that they have seen; 

Rooms that you shared with me, 

And the rooms in between... 

When you're gone, there's a drought of love. 

Mornings we would wake up 

Just to taste our love again, 

Afraid of some break-up 

Before the day could end. 

When you're gone, there's a drought of love; 

Empty rooms without your love. 

Why can't we seem to get it on? 

(Why can't we seem to get it on) 

Words remain unspoken (words...); 

Thoughts cannot be heard 

(Thoughts... cannot be heard). 

Love's just a token 

Without some spoken word. 

When your gone, there's a drought of love. 

When you're gone, there's a drought of love; 

Empty rooms without your love. 

Why can't we seem to get it on? 

(Why can't we seem to get it on) 

Rooms that you will live in 

Not a part of me. 

(They'll never see...) 

Rooms that you'll make love in; 

Rooms I've never seen. 

When you're gone, there's a drought of love... 

When you're gone, there's a drought of love...