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