The House Song

This House goes on sale every Wednesday morning

It’s taken off the market in the afternoon

You can buy a part of it if you want to

It’s been good for me; it’ll be good for you

Take the grand look now; the fire is burning

Is that your reflection on the wall

I can show you this room and some others

If you care to see this house at all

Careful up the stairs a few are missing

I haven’t had the time to make repairs

The first one is the hardest one to master

The last one I’m not really sure is there

This room once rang with childish laughter

I come back to hear it now and again

I don’t know why you’re here or what you’re after

But in this room a part of you remains

Second floor ladies left in waiting

Pass the lantern tiptoe in its glass

In the room our soft brown arms cast shadows

This room is the hardest one to pass