It's a grief that can't be spoken
It's a pain goes on and on
Empty chairs and empty houses,
Now my friend is dead and gone.
Here he gave all his deductions,
Here he impressed me every time
Here he talked about the next case
But the next case never came.
From the armchair in the corner
He could see what others missed
And he rose with all his courage
And I can hear him now!
The very voice that I so miss
Became his last communion,
In the lonely falls he's gone
Oh my friend, my friend, forgive me
That I live and you are gone
It's a grief that can't be spoken,
It's a pain goes on and on
Phantom faces in the window
Phantom shadows on the floor
Empty chairs and empty houses
Where my friend will be no more
Oh my friend, my friend, don't ask me,
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs and empty houses
Where my friend will be no more.
A.N.- Okay, I'm a Les Mis fan too, I've memorized half the musical... anyway, don't flame me too much.