Gordon Lightfoot - Is There Anyone Home |
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Is There Anyone Home
Gordon Lightfoot Is there anyone home in this house made of stone? I've been around for a half of a hundred days. Never saw a door shut so tight Anyone inside know my name Turn around, don't look down There's a man behind you with a gun I think I heard Like any wandering child in the wilderness, Wild and uncaged are your ways Someone stirred I think I heard Someone stirred There's a light around you I've come to switch it on It will brighten every room Don't be ashamed if you feel a whole lot warmer in you heart. You got that feelin' in your soul Anyone in there who might care Is there anyone home in this house made of stone? I've grown weary and wise and I feel much amazed. Got a few good tales to unwind Turn around, don't look down There's a man behind you with a gun. delights. I think I heard Like any wandering minstrel I've dawned in the house of a thousand Someone stirred I think I heard I think I heard Someone stirred I think I heard Someone stirred Someone stirred Someone stirred I think I heard I think I heard Someone stirred |
