Tuesday, October 16, 2007

A HOUSE HAS MANY ROOMS


I’m wandering out this old dirt road
So far away from home
And I have done so many things
Ashamed with what I’ve done
But I can see the city lights
A crown up on the dunes
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
A house has many rooms

When I was young I saw no life
Beyond my carryin’ on
I’d rattle with the best of them
I’d carry on ‘til dawn
But I can see I wasted time
The end was sometime soon
I’m coming down
I’m coming down
A house has many rooms

Then I was stuck in troubled times
I had no where to go
I drained out every waking dream
That used to be my soul
I worked for money, worked for bread
I howled at the moon
I’m coming down
I’m coming down
A house has many rooms

If you should ever leave your home
If you should go astray
If you should ever find you’re down
This side of judgment day
I think that you should cry out loud
Please lift me from this gloom
I’m coming down
I’m coming down
A house has many rooms
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
His house has many rooms

Chris LeRoy © October 9, 2007 Published by New West Crash Music

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