I walk up to my door and hate to turn the key. Emptiness is all that waits inside for me. That's how it is when the one you love is gone. That's how it is when your house is not a home.
Walkin' in the sunshine, sing a little sunshine song. Put a smile upon your face as if there's nothing wrong. Think about a good time had a long time ago.
I walk up to my door and hate to turn the key. Emptiness is all that's left inside for me. That's how it is when the one you love is gone. That's how it is when your house is not a home.