When the world is so big there is always some place that you'd rather be
Some good things are here but I'm sure it could always get better
There's a pull you could only ignore for a little while
And everything's empty within and without
It's hunger that'll bring you home
A girl on her stoop taps her foot and tires her eyes
She's been waiting for the boy who was gone before he even left
Now hes tired life out and fell in with robbers and debt and doubt
And everything's empty within, and without
Chorus
Why is there always some place you'd rather be, talk to me, talk to me
Used to be the talk of the town but now he's brought you down
Drawing rooms, bar rooms and bedrooms made money from you
Then you get quiet and no one you know wants to know you
When everything's empty within and without
Chorus