I open the door, walk inside
And the memory of your absence
I can't even cook or watch TV anymore
That memory of seeing you always haunts me
Smiling barefoot, looking at me
That someday I'll invite you in
In every corner of this house
Does this delusion have somewhere else to live
In every corner of this house
In every corner of this house
I open the door and walk inside
And the memory of your absence
I can't even cook or watch TV anymore
That memory of seeing you always haunts me
Smiling barefoot, looking at me
That someday I'll invite you in
In every corner of this house
Does this delusion have somewhere else to live
In every corner of this house
In every corner of this house
One of these days your shadow might
Our talks, your secrets, I've kept
In every corner of this house