Empty Chairs

I (G)feel the trembling tingle of a (Am)sleepless night

While (D7)chest Creep through my fingers and the (G)moon is bright.

And the Beams of blue come flick'ring through my (Am)windowpane,

Like (C)gypsy moths that (D7)dance around a (G)candle (C)flame.

And I wonder if you (Am)know

(D7)that I never (G)understood,

(Em)That although you said you'd (Am)go,

(C)Until you did, I (D7)never thought you (G)would.

(G)Moonlight used to bathe the contours (Am)of your face,

While (D7)chest nut hair fell all around the (G)pillowcase.

And the fragrance of your flowers rest (Am)beneath my head,

A (C)sympathy (D7)bouquet left with a (G)love that's (C)dead.

And I wonder if you (Am)know

(D7)that I never (G)understood,

(Em)That although you said you'd (Am)go,

(C)Until you did, I (D7)never thought you (G)would.

(G)Never thought the words you said were (Em)true,

(Am)Never thought you said just what you (D7)meant.

(G)Never knew how much I needed (Em)you,

(Am)Never thought you'd (C)(D7)leave,

until you (G)went.

(G)Morning comes and morning goes with (Am)no regret,

And (C)evening brings the (D7)memories I (G)can't forget;

(C)Empty rooms that echo as I (Am)climb the stairs,

and (C)empty clothes that (D7)drape and fall on (G)empty chairs.

(C)And I wonder if you (Am)know

(D7)that I never (G)understood,

(Em)That although you said you'd (Am)go,

(C)Until you did, I (D7)never thought you (G)would.