A House Is Not A Home - The Charlatans

The simple cost of loving you is a better picture

There is not a sound coming from my voice

You want to listen to the kids

Banging on their halos soon to be divorced

And you’re a poor young factory boy

Blowing on your trumpet with a home on the back of your horse

Oh, this is a separation

I can’t believe it is the end

You know I don’t want to talk about it

Go tell it to your friend

I live and I breathe

With feeling for anything I might have tried

At a point where I can touch her

Everyday I wonder what’s going on in her heart

I couldn’t eat, sleep, f ind my feet

I think I used a little too much force

Come see me, you can heal me

Turn your head back to the moon

You know you don’t have to act so quiet

This is a house, this is not a home

I can’t do this anymore, I know it’s pointless

I could never be yours

Play to your better nature

We can talk about the old days

I can’t help it if you think I am odd

Although our separation

It is too easy, I believe it’s your loss

Oh, simple cost of needing you

Is a part into the cause

On the street I can feel a sequel

This is a divorce

sound coming from my voice

You want to listen to the kids

Banging on their halos soon to be divorced

And you’re a poor

Everyday I wonder what’s going on in her heart

Oh, simple cost of needing you

Is a part into the cause

On the street I can feel a sequel

This is a divorce