See that house up on the hillside
Sheltered by a towering pine?
Lilacs bloom and curtains flutter
‘Til yesterday, I thought it mine
Her shutters wear a new coat of scarlet
Her doors are tall, her windows wide
But if you glance beyond the threshold
You will not find a blessed thing inside
This empty house was mine to borrow
Given only as a loan
So now this house holds only sorrow
An empty house is not a home
Her mirrors shine in sparkling wonder
Her oaken floors are dear and fine
But now no fire warms her hearthstone
Her cupboards hold no vintage wine
This empty house was mine to borrow
Given only as a loan
So now this house holds only sorrow
An empty house is not a home
Still she stands there on the hillside
A barren queen upon her throne
I filled my house with worthless beauty
Fill your house with love alone
This empty house was mine to borrow
Given only as a loan
So now this house holds only sorrow
An empty house is not a home
This empty house was mine to borrow
Given only as a loan
So now this house holds all my sorrow
An empty house is not a home
An empty house is not a home

INVIA LE CORREZIONI