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The house is empty

Carl Cleves

I used to burn like a log in a fire
A look from you filled me with desire
For you I’d put my hand in a fire

Failed the audition, forgot my lines
Or was it someone who’s been messing with the signs?
The house is empty, the flock has flown
If we can’t fly together, let me fly on my own

Don’t send me your photographs
I don’t need a picture to see you
You wrote the script, I played my part
Until I lost the key to your heart

First you walk on petals, then you step on thorns
First you give me praise, then you speak with scorn
The house is empty, the flock has flown
If we can’t fly together, let me fly on my own

All I wanted was a fantasy bride
What you needed was a ticket to ride
The house is empty, the flock has flown
If we can’t fly together, let me fly on my own

Memories can give you wings to fly
Or can make you lay down and cry
Why chew if there’s no meat left on the bone
The thrill is gone but the blues have grown

I’m at the airport, I leave a message on your phone
The dog is in the kennel, the garden‘s overgrown
The house is empty, the flock has flown
If we can’t fly together, I’ll fly on my own