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In an empty house
So many dreams for us
With no furniture
There's nothing holding us back
Nothing giving us the blues yet
In an empty house
We watch the flowers grow
And pick herbs from the yard
To dress our dinner with
Nothing giving us the blues
Yet, yet, yet
And I'm filling up the bedroom shelves
But I wish that I could keep the house empty
I'm hanging pictures on the wall
But I wish that I could keep them all empty
The few things that I knew to be true before
Aren't true anymore
No, the few things that I knew to be true before
Aren't true anymore
In an empty house
The music sleeps in the wall
We drink the evening air
I trace the palm of your hand
Nothing giving us the blues
Yet, yet, yet
And I'm filling up the bedroom shelves
But I wish that I could keep the house empty
I'm hanging pictures on the wall
But I wish that I could keep them all empty
The few things that I knew to be true before
Aren't true anymore
No, the few things that I knew to be true before
Aren't true anymore, oh
The few things that I knew to be true before
Aren't true anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore