Interpret:

Scott McKenzie

Album:

The Voice Of Scott McKenzie

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're gone, there's 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're gone, there's a drought of love
Empty rooms without your love


Why can't we seem to get it on?
(Why can't we seem to get it on)
Words remain unspoken (words...)
Thoughts cannot be heard
(Thoughts...cannot be heard)


Love's just a token
Without some spoken word


When your gone, there's a drought of love


When you're gone, there's a drought of love
Empty rooms without your love


Why can't we seem to get it on?
(Why can't we seem to get it on)
Rooms that you will live in
Not a part of me


(They'll never see...)
Rooms that you'll make love in
Rooms I've never seen


When you're gone, there's a drought of love...
When you're gone, there's a drought of love...