Lyrics Rooms - 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
you抮e
gone,
there抯
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
you抮e
gone,
there抯
a
drought
of
love;
Empty
rooms
without
your
love.
Why
can抰
we
seem
to
get
it
on?
(Why
can抰
we
seem
to
get
it
on)
Words
remain
unspoken
(words...);
Thoughts
cannot
be
heard
(Thoughts...
cannot
be
heard).
Love抯
just
a
token
Without
some
spoken
word.
When
your
gone,
there抯
a
drought
of
love.
When
you抮e
gone,
there抯
a
drought
of
love;
Empty
rooms
without
your
love.
Why
can抰
we
seem
to
get
it
on?
(Why
can抰
we
seem
to
get
it
on)
Rooms
that
you
will
live
in
Not
a
part
of
me.
(They抣l
never
see...)
Rooms
that
you抣l
make
love
in;
Rooms
I抳e
never
seen.
When
you抮e
gone,
there抯
a
drought
of
love...
When
you抮e
gone,
there抯
a
drought
of
love...
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