House

I turn the light off and I pause in the open door.
(I'll miss you.)
I know the walls I know the rooms of this home no more.
(I'll miss you.)

Child, run through living rooms and grow into me.
Child, say goodbye to old friends and memories.

(solo)

I think of all the game and laughter inside this place.
(I'll miss you.)
I close the door and grab the handle of my suitcase.
(I'll miss you.)

Child, run through living rooms and grow into me.
Child, say goodbye to old friends and memories.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.