There's an empty seat next to me everywhere I go

Even on the plane and on the sofa back at home

Life's too short for all this time

We could have spent as two

I've seen it and I've held it

And it's better spent with you

I have run from most things that come too close

But all those journeys led me here, to your home.

Now dated plans keep taking me further from you

Time is running out and I'm tired of missing you.

What am I doing here when you're there?

What am I doing here when you're there?

I hope that they don't find me in many years to come

With a list of things by my bed that I've never done

One of them being coming back, travelling back to you

One of them being throwing off all these silly rules.

Now dated plans keep taking me further from you

Time is running out and I'm tired of missing you.

What am I doing here when you're there?

What am I doing here when you're there?

And I know that you're waiting for me

I know that you're waiting

I know that you're waiting

I know that you're waiting for me

So what am I doing here

When you're there?

What am I doing here when you're there?

And I know that you're waiting for me

I know that you're waiting

I know that you're waiting

I know that you're waiting for me

So what am I doing here?