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Dionne Warwick

His House And Me

 

His House And Me

(альбом: Track Of The Cat - 1975)


Over by the fire there stands a chair
That's the chair he used to sit in
His favorite chair now seems so bare
So empty and alone
In the closet hangs a worn out shirt
That's the shirt he'd lie around in
That poor old shirt left hanging there
That he no longer wears

This once was the house
Where he used to live with me
Oh, this once was his house
The house where he lived with me
He left his house and me

Upstairs on the bed, his pillow
Lies there patiently awaiting, oh, yeah
For his return, I know it yearns
To ease his weary head, oh...
Dancing on the wall, our shadows
Ghosts reminding me of his letter, yeah
That filled our home, but now there's none
Just empty tears and then

Oh, this once was the house where
He used to live with me
Oh, this once was his house
The house where he lived with me
He left his house and me

Oh, this once was the house where
He used to live with me
Oh, this once was his house
The house where he lived with me

Oh, yeah, this once was the house where
He used to live with me
Oh, this once was the house where
He used to live with me...

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