Red faced, empty gla**,
Reminisce on what has past,
Where you've been and who you've met,
What you've seen, it may not be a lot to me,
It may not be a lot to me, but i still feel for you.
You take your drink, don't say a word,
You sit there on your own as straight as possible,
Where has everybody gone, don't you know anyone anymore?
I wonder what you think about
And who you are.