Here I sit and I count the hours
The days turn into a stream
These empty walls are filled with the power
Of things that aren't what they seem

The home fires are burning tonight on
The memories left laying out here on the ground
The home fires are burning tonight on
All of our dreams lost; we're getting old and not making a sound

If I could have it all anyway
Would the pain be the same?
If I could make it all go away
Would I see anything outside of my empty room?

Empty room

All's in order now; the mood here is tame
The air holds nothing, no shame
So here I sit, still thinking it over
In a room that eats up the pain

The home fires are burning tonight on
The memories left laying out here on the ground
The home fires are burning tonight on
All of our dreams lost; we're getting old and not making a sound

If I could have it all anyway
Would the pain be the same?
And if I could make it all go away
Would I see anything outside of my empty room?

My empty room
My empty room
My empty room, no
Oh, my empty room

If I could have it all anyway
Would the pain be the same?
And if I could make it all go away
Would I see anything outside of my empty room?

My empty room
My empty room
My empty room, no
Oh, my empty room