Pouring rain in Tuscon, Arizona
Checked into the Congress hotel
Met the band in a bar next to the lobby
Looking for another story I could tell

When I left town you were heading for the altar
And I told you I'd be back before too long
I cut my hair and I found me a new girlfriend
Thought a broken heart could write a perfect song
And it did and I was right so now you're gone

You echo in the halls
I feel your shadow on this empty stage
I hear your music through the walls
I see your picture on the blank page, oh
You echo in the halls

Play the show, left another message
Booked a ticket for tomorrow in Tempe
Three Am, I'm doing cartwheels down the hallway
I've been drinking since the day I set you free
But on this airport morning will you wait for me?

You echo in the halls
I feel your shadow on this empty stage
I hear your music through the walls
I see your picture on the blank page
You echo in the halls

You echo in the halls
I feel your shadow on this empty stage
I hear your music through the walls
I see your picture on the blank page, oh
You echo in the halls
I feel your shadow on this empty stage
I hear your music through the walls
I see your picture on the blank page, oh
You echo in the halls