House - Elton John, Paul Buckmaster

This is my house

This is where I live

That is the winter

Those are the trees

I can hear them breathe

This is my bed

This is where I sleep

That was the dark

Those are my dreams

They belong to me

This is my floor

This is where I lie

This is a square room

That was a bright light

These are not my eyes

What is my soul

Where is my tired heart

That is the question

Where is the answer

Inside my house

And I sit by the window

And I wish I was rain

I want to fall from the sky

I want to get wet all over again

Because this my house

It belongs to me

Inside my head

It’s all that’s left

This is my house

This is my house