I want to tell you everything; tell you who I am,
I need to be the one you trust, and take you by the hand,
But when I try, you pull away, and I don't understand.
Here we are in the lonely house,
We can't talk about it, because the anger might come out,
Here we stay, crying hidden tears,
Days turn into years in the lonely house, the lonely house.
We can touch, but even then it doesn't bring us close,
All the things we've left unsaid hover like a ghost,
To be a stranger in your arms, that breaks my heart the most.
Here we are in the lonely house,
We can't talk about it, because the anger might come out,
Here we stay, crying hidden tears,
Days turn into years in the lonely house,
It's a lonely house.
There's a shadow in the room,
There's a shadow in the room,
Let's just ignore it, though it's choking out the light,
We're too afraid to fight, so we'll ignore it,
And hope that someday it will just fade away.
Here we are in the lonely house,
And it's sad, but true: I can't say these things to you.
