Four Empty Walk Songtext
von Marc Roberts

There′s a faded old picture that hangs on the wall
Its frame is clouded with dust
A sepia print of a lifetime spent
Surrounded by true love and trust
There's a dirty old curtain that filters the light
And blinds a once familiar view
And the chair is still there all lonely and bare
Such a part of the life we once knew

If only the clock could turn back its hands
And change these cobwebs to ribbons and bands
Then after the tears and the heartaches we still recall
We had all the love that we needed in this four empty walls


In the field there′s a tree and around it we played
Now it's just wasting away
I can still see the names we engraved
Of the sweethearts we loved for a day
Now the lock on the door is rusted with time
It hides all the memories inside
And though nobody cares the fact it's still there
Will always bring tears to my eyes

And if only the clock could turn back its hands
And change these cobwebs to ribbons and bands
Then after the tears and the heartaches we still recall
We had all the love that we needed in this four empty walls

And if only the clock could turn back its hands
And change these cobwebs to ribbons and bands
Then after the tears and the heartaches we still recall
We had all the love that we needed in this four empty walls

We had all the love that we needed in this four empty walls