Where the doors are moaning all day long
Where the stairs are leaning dusk to dawn
Where the windows are breathing in the light
Where the rooms are a collection of our lives
This is a place where I don’t feel alone
This is a place that I call my home
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
(Hey, you're really crazy... You know that?) I thought that I was calling up my…
I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…