Lots of things
have changed
Around here
since you're gone
Lamps don't
shine as bright
And the TV
won't go on.
The pictures on
the wall
Seem to hide
their face
And I can't
find a smile
Around here any
place.
Yes, the things
in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only
difference is
They don't know
how to cry.
Ah, the rug
just don't feel the same
Beneath my feet
The song bird's
not singin'
And the dog
won't eat.
And the lonely walls
Can only stand
and stare at me
And happy can't
be found
In our old
dictionary.
Yes, the things
in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only
difference is
They don't know
how to cry.
Oh, just the
same I hear
The things that
they can't say
You can call it
my imagination
That's okay.
But, all I know
is what I feel
Way down inside
And I can run
all through these rooms
But, I can't
hide.
'cause the
things in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only
difference is
They don't know
how to cry.
I say the
things in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only
difference is
They don't know
how to cry.
I say the
things in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only
difference is
They don't know
how to cry.
I say the
things in this house
Miss you just
as much as I
The only difference
is
They don't know
how to cry.
I say the
things ...
Lyrics provided by Barbara Bassett
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