The yellow house with the blue door
Nobody goes there anymore
The widow sits alone
Lost in her own hailstone
The house thirst for its former days
Laughter it's daily calls
Trucks, blocks and dolls
Scattered throughout the halls
The sign is on the lawn
The widow is long gone
The yellow house with the blue door
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
The yellow house with the blue door
Nobody goes there anymore
The widow sits alone
Lost in her own hailstone
The house thirst for its former days
Laughter it's daily calls
Trucks, blocks and dolls
Scattered throughout the halls
The sign is on the lawn
The widow is long gone
The yellow house with the blue door
