Empty House

There’s an empty house
That you sing to and you cling to
There’s an empty house
That you pray in and you stay in
I ask you if you need me
And you tell me to hold on
While you hold out
I ask you if you love me
And you tell me to stay in
While you stay out
There’s an empty house
That you sing to and you cling to
There’s an empty house
That you pray in and you stay in
«And if you don’t like that version, we’re screwed»
«No, not really»
«Well, I’m looking at my paperwork here and it says that you like lemon
meringue pies and walking on the beach»