Believe me, I know
Of those dark places you go
In your psychological house
Shadowy corners
Narrow, crooked stairwells
Rooms with padlock doors
Chilly drafts, creaky floors
Hiding in your mind
Sitting bare and cold
But if you believe life is worth living
You can make it so
Paint your door, mend the floor
Change that house to a home
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
Believe me, I know
Of those dark places you go
In your psychological house
Shadowy corners
Narrow, crooked stairwells
Rooms with padlock doors
Chilly drafts, creaky floors
Hiding in your mind
Sitting bare and cold
But if you believe life is worth living
You can make it so
Paint your door, mend the floor
Change that house to a home
