There it is Can’t you see it? It’s shadow sits The moon to see A house so grand None can reveal The glorious splendor Not one can steal It’s pristine white I lived here once Then I took flight Cowardice love But who’s to say That through my forsaking I can’t love it more Yet still I am aching Don’t know if they’ll greet me I’m scared of the door Is love still behind it? Will it find me once more? It was here where I lost it I fell down to red Sweet like white chocolate Yet lifeless and dead Can this house revive me? Do I still have a soul? Just ring on the doorbell One ring then you’ll know
Sometimes the hardest journey to make is to the source of your mistakes.