Empty Chairs

This is my rendition of the legendary song by Don Mclean - Great Musician and Songwriter I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane Like Gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame And I wonder if you know That I never understood That although you said you&go Until you did, I never thought you would Moonlight use to bath the contours of your face Chestnut hair fell all around the pillowcase And the fragrance of your flowers rest beneath my head A sympathy bouquet left with a love that&dead Never thought the words you said were true Never thought you said just what you meant Never knew how much I needed you Never thought you&leave, until you went Morning comes and morning goes with no regret And evening brings the memories I can&forget Empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs And empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs And I wonder if you know…