Day one, on my own, it's so cold in this house I don't want to bother, but I know that I've found A place I need to be
You know that it hurts, I got what I need
Be happy, be happy, The ones who love you still love you now You're lonely, so lonely In a house that's not quite home
I'm not a saint or a sinner in my eyes, If we followed our moral compasses inside, We'd shine not fade away
The pictures strip from the wall, a sold sign hangs from the door, It won't be the same, history was made here We piled the boxes on stairs, handwritten fragile take care Left with the last remains of the past ten years