I spent last night trying to write to you
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But the words wouldn't come,
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I couldn't go on
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And the telephone won't do
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I'm sick and tired of hearing
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"You're never home"
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Yet I'm sick in the head and the hotel
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beds don't feel right
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Though I hope it doesn't show
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I feel a hollow down below
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And there's nothing, nothing for me to say
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I feel The Emptyness inside me
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The Emptyness inside me
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I have this feeling and I've got to get back
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This feeling that I've got to get back to you
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There's no one else
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There's nothing else
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There's no one else
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I hear myself saying again and again....
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Even if it doesn't show
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I feel a hollow down below
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And there's nothing, nothing for me to say
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I feel The Emptyness inside me
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I hope it doesn't show
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The Emptyness inside me
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Like a hollow down below
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I have this feeling and I've got
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to get back
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This feeling that I've got to get back to you
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I feel nothing but The Emptyness
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The Emptyness
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| Daryl Hall & John Oates |
