empty on the piece of paper

Tried to take a picture of love Didn't think I'd miss her that much I want to fill this new frame But its empty Tried to write a letter in ink Its been getting better I think I got a piece of paper but its empty Its empty Maybe we're trying, trying too hard Maybe we're turn apart Maybe the timing Is beating our hearts We're empty And I've even wondered if we Should be getting under these sheets We could lie in this bed But its empty Its empty Maybe we're trying, trying too hard Maybe we're turn apart Maybe the timing Is beating our hearts We're empty