These empty rooms Those wasted days They've been carried off, on the winds of change My dusty suits My broken ways, are shrinking in the rear view, hallelujah babe All those nights I've been stumbling, running in place . Hustling, troubling, coming in late Something is happening twisting my fate . There's a shadow in my bedroom The silhouette of something new . There's a necklace on my nightstand Lipstick on champagne flute This green and saege This calico. It's a foreign land, but you make it home Your late Monte My fake van Gogh. Are making eyes across this marbled Spanish oak . All that wishing well, kiss and tell driving you home . Coral shell, prison cell, sleeping alone Carousel, wedding bell, honeymoon Rome . There's a shadow in my bedroom The silhouette of something new . There's a necklace on my nightstand Lipstick on champagne flute Black stilettos in my closet Wrapped up in your sweet perfume There's a necklace on my nightstand Lipstick on champagne flute There's a magnet in my kitchen It a holding up the shape of two And it's got me kinda thinking this is something we can add onto There's a shadow in my bedroom The silhouette of something new . There's a necklace on my nightstand Lipstick on champagne flute