Vacant

knock on the door,
there's nobody home
only an echo
that's singing alone

if there's a key,
then its not to be found
but it doesn't quite matter
'cause i'm not around

giving warmth has left me cold
so i'm searching for those arms that hold
no, not the arms of mortal men,
the love that comes direct from Him

so, sorry to say,
there isnt much here
leave me a note,
and I'll get back to you dear

this heart is tired
only time will allow
it's empty with notice,
vacant for now.