The chair is in the corner
The painting on the wall
The make-up bag you left behind, the suitcase in the hall

I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me
I think it's sad because you went away
I look at my room and I see it's not the same
Without you here we don't know what to say

Since you left this morning
I don't know what to do
I look around, I walk about, and all I see is you

I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me
I think it's sad because you went away
I look at my room and I see it's not the same
Without you here we don't know what to say

The make-up bag you left behind, the suitcase in the hall
The record player on the floor, the posters on the door

I sit in the dark while the dawn begins to come
The dawning of another lonesome day
I talk to myself but I know it's not the same
Without you here I just can bare to stay
I talk to my room but the room won't talk to me
I think it's sad because you went away
I look at my room and I see it's not the same
Without you here we don't know what to say