Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
Nancy Sinatra
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Each day's just like the last
For I lived in the past
In my room
Where every night is the same
I play a dangerous game
I keep pretending he's late
And I sit and I wait
Over there is the picture
We took when he made me his bride
Over there is the chair where
He held me whenever I cried
Over there by the window
The flowers he left
Have all died
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit at I stare at the wall
Hating how lonely I've grown
All alone
In my room
In My Room was written by Lee Pockriss & Paul Vance.
In My Room was produced by Lee Hazlewood.