Empty Pages (Live at Auditorium Theater, Chicago, IL, August 24, 1971)

Empty pages before my eyes, do not deny or criticize

Empty bedrooms where I've paid my dues

Watching the ceiling instead of you

Can you tell me where you're goin'

I don't run around to hear my song

I've got some songs that I'd love to sing

Always brings down some other thing

Where can I go? My hands are broken

It seems like your love is just a token

So won't you stay with me? Oh, stay with me

Up in the morning, out the door

Doing some business that I never know

Come back in the morning with your mouth all poked out

You know I got a mind to put you out

Thank you

In a little bit, in a little bit

Don't wanna push your luck