An empty house will leave you fatherless The cycle is coming 'round like my mother did But it's in her blood, but oh, my brother You've gotten over it, gotten older yet But it's only what our hearts will power I think I might have found the smoking gun And my thoughts trail off for hours But maybe time has come to be the one An empty house will leave you fatherless But the cycle is coming 'round like my mother did And it's in her blood for the love of another If the habit fits, then you must admit But it's only what our hearts will power I think I might have found the smoking gun And my thoughts trail off for hours But maybe time has come to be the one But it's only what our hearts will power I think I might have found the smoking gun And my thoughts trail off for hours And maybe time has come to be the one And maybe time has come to be the one