Is this the house that love built
Behind the tall oak door,
The place to watch our kids grow up,
The place to feel secure?
Now the wind is cold,
And the shutters closed;
The future seems unsure.
Is this the house that love built?
'Cause we don't live here anymore.
Are these the tears that washed away
That built an ocean wide enough
To leave both of us in pain?
Our memories in a bottle,
Broke upon the jagged shore;
And if you read just what it said,
We don't live here anymore.
They tell me it's just crazy
And only time will tell.
How could right become so wrong for us,
And love become a shell?
To see your eyes so distant,
When you're just a touch away;
When those smiles are lost,
and lawyers talk,
Why can't I hear you say?…
Is this the house that love built
Behind the tall oak door,
The place to watch our kids grow up,
The place to feel secure?
Now the wind is cold,
And the shutters closed;
The future seems unsure.
Is this the house that love built?
'Cause we don't live here anymore.
Are these the hands I held in mine,
Through the miles I've left behind;
The eyes that looked upon us,
How could they be so blind?
Now the mail arrives with a simple note;
Just says “Address Unknown”
With a scribbled note was all she wrote,
“Love don't live here anymore”.
And a scribbled note was all she wrote,
“Love don't live here anymore”.