Lynn Anderson
Текст песни Our House Is Not a Home (For It's Never Been Loved

(Curly Putman - Shirley Mayo)

Our house is hushed with only lonely
We had crystal teardrops for our chandelier
Shatters of sadness won't let happiness get in
Our house is not a home for there's never been love in.

Our bedroom has courtains of icy lace
Fine carpets where my restless feet have paced
To be so lovely yet so empty it must be a sin
Our house is not a home for there's never been love in.

It's never known a joy or the sound of tiny feet
In cold protection it looks down on the world
Like you look down on me
Why do we try to fool the world why do we pretend
Our house is not a home for there's never been love in.

Our house is not a home for there's never been love in...