What, what can we do?
I love the sound
Of an empty room
Every crowded room I go, I just can’t hear a thing
I need to be alone so I can hear the angels sing
The orchestra inside my head is so entertaining
I like to be alone sometimes don’t worry about me

What, what can we do?
I love the sound
Of an empty room
Every crowded room I go, I just can’t hear a thing
I need to be alone so I can hear the angels sing
The orchestra inside my head is so entertaining
I like to be alone sometimes don’t worry about me

Composição: Bríd McGowan