Listen: “Empty Cup”
If I could mean anything, anything to you
I would thread myself, thru the eye of your needle
And I would open my veins, and bleed into your empty cup
If I could mean anything, anything to you
If I could understand what it is you need me to be
I’d wear that mask till I run outta time
Don’t you see I’m a simple man; I can’t unravel your clues
Oh, all I know is I can’t live without you
Waking at the foot of your winding stairs
Aching for a glimpse of what goes on up there
Mistaken? Well, I just might be
For hoping one day, that you might see
If I could mean anything, anything to you
I would thread myself thru the eye of your needle
And I would open my veins, and bleed into your empty cup
If I could mean anything, anything to you
If we had learned to live our lives, like a little bird builds her nest
And given to a greater cause, by taking a few smaller steps
Then maybe I’da been the one, to finally give you just enough
To satisfy your deepest need, and overflow your Empty Cup
But I’m waking at the foot of your winding stairs
Shaken by a glimpse of what goes on up there
Mistaken? Yea, I just might be
For hoping one day, that you will see
That if I could mean anything, anything to you
I would thread myself right thru the eye of your needle
And I would open my veins and bleed into your empty cup
If I could mean anything, anything to you
If I could mean anything, anything to you
