Empty Bars

A sea of empty bars

They are written on that paper

A sea of empty bars

I wanted to write about her.

I can hear the sound of music (beside her)

but now it's going blue (As I heard)

the notes go round the girl (Then I felt)

Like being quite grunge myself (Oh yeah).

That mist of empty bars

All those papers make me laugh

How do you fill empty bars?

Isn't it a little mad?

I can hear a crowd of brass (beside her)

don't you know it's hard to read (As I heard)

Strange notes on my strain (then I felt)

like being unfit myself (Oh yeah).

Empty bars for you

Empty bars for you

It's all that I could do standing in love with you