Bobby Darin

The Things in This House

 


 

      Lots of things have changed

      Around here since you're gone

      Lamps don't shine as bright

      And the TV won't go on.

     

      The pictures on the wall

      Seem to hide their face

      And I can't find a smile

      Around here any place.

 

      Yes, the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      Ah, the rug just don't feel the same

      Beneath my feet

      The song bird's not singin'

      And the dog won't eat.

     

      And the lonely walls

      Can only stand and stare at me

      And happy can't be found

      In our old dictionary.

 

      Yes, the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      Oh, just the same I hear

      The things that they can't say

      You can call it my imagination

      That's okay.

     

      But, all I know is what I feel

      Way down inside

      And I can run all through these rooms

      But, I can't hide.

 

      'cause the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      I say the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      I say the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      I say the things in this house

      Miss you just as much as I

      The only difference is

      They don't know how to cry.

 

      I say the things ...

 

 

 

 

Lyrics provided by Barbara Bassett


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