This House

Now who will set the morning coffee by my bed?
Kiss me softly and say, ”Wake up, Sleepyhead”?
Not you…
I can’t live in here without you
Who will remind me to lock the doors at night
And look in on our little one to see that she’s all right?
Not you…
And I can’t live here without you
Then who?
I can only think about you

So I pack my things and wonder
Where I’ll go and what I’ll do
I always loved the rain and thunder
But nothing like the way that I loved you

Who will laugh at me and roll her eyes that way?
What soft hand will find me when there are no words to say?
Not you…
I won’t live in here without you
Now who will wake me up late, talking in her sleep?
Then bring the sunshine in when I’m down too deep?
Not you…
And I can’t live here without you
Then who?
I can only think about you

I might go up to New York City
Or ramble back out to the coast
Every place has something pretty
But right here by your side is where I like it most

And when the sun drops to mark the long day’s end
What will I do without my lover and my friend?
Who knows?
I can’t live here without you
So it goes…
I can only think about you

This House breaks hearts
I can’t live here without you

In This House
I can only think about you