I wake you up in the morning
just to ask if I'm empty and boring
you shake me up in the evening
just to ask if I'm empty of feeling
Ah, I know you do it good
Ah, I know you do it good
You sit me down on a green lawn
I'm getting tired of your voice-tone
I'm tryin' hard to be creative
still you're acting like we're related
Ah, I know you make it good
Ah, I know you make it good
You told me once as we held hands
I was your connection to the main land
Empty of feeling
Empty of feeling