Vacancy


It’s so cold without you.

VACANCY (there’s nothing worse than a lonely heart)

I LAY IN A DARK ROOM SILENT

THE HUM OF THE FAN PLAYS SOFTLY

ALONE AGAIN AS I TOSS AND TURN IN THE UNBEARABLE HEAT

THE PHONE RINGS BUT IT’S CASUAL

I CLOSE MY EYES AND RUN MY HANDS OVER THE EMPTY SPACE

I SIGH AND I CAN HEAR EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART

MY MIND WONDERS AND I AM CONFUSED

ISN’T THIS A ROOM FOR TWO

© 1987 M. Tonnette

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