The house is so silent, no men, no kids, no pets
Four walls to listen to the sound of my regrets
My memories they linger when I close my eyes
Those wonderful days when I was so wise
The cry of a baby, the sound of the door
The cats, the dogs, the children
Running round the floor
All of them gone now, the house is so still
I turn up the music the silence to kill
My friends and my lovers no longer around
I look at the phone it ne'er makes a sound
But all is not lost from my hopes and my dreams
I sometimes imagine some magical schemes
Of places to go to and great food to eat
Of wonderful lovers and people to meet
So silence abounds but for only a while
And if I try very hard I can muster a smile
Is silence a sound or a feeling inside?
Tell me, I'll listen, with my eyes open wide.....
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