The Every Day Project: A House; a Home

Oh, please, say to me

You'll let me be your man

and please, say to me

You'll let me hold your hand

Friends tell me it's spring

My window show the same

Without you here the seasons pass me by

I know you were not new

That loved like me and you

All the same I miss you

Today has been ok

The sky looks pissed

The wind talks back

My bones are shifting in my skin

And you my love are gone

My room seems wrong

The bed won't fit

I cannot seem to operate

And you my love are gone

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

I'll never say I'll never love

But I don't say a lot of things

And you my love are gone

A chair is still a chair

Even when there's no one sitting there.

But a chair is not a house

And a house is not a home

When there's no one there to hold you tight

And no one there you can kiss goodnight.

How my days they spin me 'round
And how today it sets me down
And how my days they spin me 'round
And how today it sets me down
Along side you

The Every Day Project