Quiet House | |||||
By: Lady Silver Yarrow | |||||
I sit in a quiet house A very quiet one Like a old house That nobody lives in Everything seems pointless Now that you are gone I know I must move on But it's hard When I know you are not there To hold my hand Or touch my face To cheer me on Or help me when I am down I know I love you More then I thought possible But I messed up And now you are gone Everything is silent Like a old quiet house. |