The Room

There's a room in the house where she never goes
All the curtains are drawn and the windows stay closed
She's got pictures and paint that she never used
She's not so much angry as hurt and confused

When her husband comes home after working so late
They both try to be strong for the other one's sake
And they talk about things that don't matter at all
And neither one mentions what's right down the hall

In the room where a cradle holds nothing but questions
And the rocking chair waits in the dark
Where the laughter is silent and the silence is louder
Than even the cries of their heart
Though their faith is strong and they still believe
In what only the Lord can do
They hold to each other and wait for the day
When they can finally go in the room

Though is seems like that have everything in their life
They're not mother and dad, but still husband and wife
As they live with the pain and conceal all the scars
They're close to each other, but they're never too far

From the room where a cradle holds nothing but questions
And the rocking chair waits in the dark
Where the laughter is silent and the silence is louder
Than even the cries of their heart
Though their faith is strong and they still believe
In what only the Lord can do
They hold to each other and they wait for the day
When they can finally go in the room

There's a light in the hallway that's calling
To a place where the dream finds release
In knowing their Heavenly Father is holding the key

To the room where a cradle holds nothing but questions
And the rocking chair waits in the dark
Where the laughter is silent and the silence is louder
Than even the cries of their heart
And though their faith is strong and they still believe
In what only the Lord can do
They'll hold to each other and they'll wait for the day
When they can finally go in the room

Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa...