(John Phillips)
Rooms that we have lived in,
The things that they have seen;
Rooms that you shared with me,
And the rooms in between...
When you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love.
Mornings we would wake up
Just to taste our love again,
Afraid of some break-up
Before the day could end.
When you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love.
Why can抰 we seem to get it on?
(Why can抰 we seem to get it on)
Words remain unspoken (words...);
Thoughts cannot be heard
(Thoughts...cannot be heard).
Love抯 just a token
Without some spoken word.
When your gone, there抯 a drought of love.
When you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love.
Why can抰 we seem to get it on?
(Why can抰 we seem to get it on)
Rooms that you will live in
Not a part of me.
(They抣l never see...)
Rooms that you抣l make love in;
Rooms I抳e never seen.
When you抮e gone, there抯 a drought of love...
When youæÅÃâGot a feelin' about you, got a feelin' that won't quit, baby
Got a feelin' about you, somethin' sayin' this is it, baby
Just hear my heart double beat, & it scares me too
I walk down the street, every face is you, yes it's you
(x2):
Got a feelin' I'm fallin', got a feelin' I'm too far gone now
Got me reelin' & callin'; listen baby, we must go on now
I'll stick with you, I'll stick like glue until you
Got a feelin' all about me too
Got a feelin' all about me too
Got a feelin' all about me too