Текст песни Sting - The Empty Chair

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If I should close my eyes, that my soul can see,
And there's a place at the table that you saved for me.
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So many thousand miles over land and sea,
I hope to dare, that you hear my prayer,
And somehow I'll be there.

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It's but a concrete floor where my head will lay,
And though the walls of this prison are as cold as clay.
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But there's a shaft of light where I count my days,
So don't despair of the empty chair,
And somehow I'll be there.

Some days I'm strong, some days I'm weak, 
And days I'm so broken I can barely speak,
There's a place in my head where my thoughts still roam,
Where somehow I've come home.

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And when the Winter comes and the trees lie bare,
And you just stare out the window in the darkness there.
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Well I was always late for every meal you'll swear,
But keep my place and the empty chair,
And somehow I'll be there,
And somehow I'll be there.