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