The Empty Chair
Sting
Intro: verse 1 If I should close my eyes that my soul can see And there’s a place at the table that you saved for me. So many thousand miles over land and sea I hope to dare that you hear my prayer And somehow I’ll be there. verse 2 It’s but a concrete floor where my head will lay And though the walls of this prison are as cold as clay. But there’s a shaft of light where I count my days So don’t despair of the empty chair And somehow I’ll be there. Bridge Some days I’m strong some days I’m weak And days I’m so broken I can barely speak There?s a place in my head where my thoughts still roam Where somehow I’ve come home. verse 3 And when the Winter comes and the trees lie bare And you just stare out the window in the darkness there. Well I was always late for every meal you’ll swear But keep my place and the empty chair And somehow I’ll be there And somehow I’ll be there.
