He is alone in his house out there far far away he sleeps with his eyes open. He was so sad last night in his house out there he took my hand and whispered
I like his old style in his house out there his windows are eyes his garden has waterfalls. But his waterfalls are tears, (they) come from him he will fill this house he takes my hand and whispers.
I’ll drown when i see you
His tears run so fast in his house out there we try to get out his house took our hands and smiled we’ll never escape from this sad, sad house i take his hand We sink.