Rooms Lyrics

The Mamas & The Papas

(John Phillips)
Rooms that we have lived in,
The things that they have seen;
Rooms that you shared with me,
And the rooms in between...

When youa¦ÂŠÂ®e gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love.

Mornings we would wake up
Just to taste our love again,
Afraid of some break-up
Before the day could end.

When youa¦ÂŠÂ®e gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love.
Why cana¦ÂŠÂ° we seem to get it on?
(Why cana¦ÂŠÂ° we seem to get it on)

Words remain unspoken (words...);
Thoughts cannot be heard
(Thoughts...cannot be heard).
Lovea¦ÂŠÂ¯ just a token
Without some spoken word.
When your gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love.

When youa¦ÂŠÂ®e gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love;
Empty rooms without your love.
Why cana¦ÂŠÂ° we seem to get it on?
(Why cana¦ÂŠÂ° we seem to get it on)

Rooms that you will live in
Not a part of me.
(Theya¦ÂŠÂ£l never see...)
Rooms that youa¦ÂŠÂ£l make love in;
Rooms Ia¦ÂŠÂ³e never seen.
When youa¦ÂŠÂ®e gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love...
When youa¦ÂŠÂ®e gone, therea¦ÂŠÂ¯ a drought of love...