Lirieke:
Eliza Doolittle Empty Hand

I finish the last page. An empty hand I wave goodbye, I feel a tickle in my eye. No I'll never, sever any time, Tired of the journey, No hand held

I finish the last page. An empty hand I wave goodbye, I feel a tickle in my eye. No I'll never, sever any time, Tired of the journey, No hand held

I finish the last page. An empty hand I wave goodbye, I feel a tickle in my eye. No I'll never, sever any time, Tired of the journey, No hand held