This House Songtext
von Alison Moyet

Whose sticky hands are these?
And what is this empty place?
I could be happily lost
But for your face

Here stands an empty house
That used to be full of life
Now it′s home for no one
And here's why

It′s a hoverland
Who can take your place?
I can't face another day
And who will shelter me?
It's cold in here
Cover me


Under these fingertips
A strange body rolls and dips
I close my eyes
And you′re here again

Later as day descends
I′ll shout from my window
To anyone listening
I'm losing

Who can take your place?
I can′t face another day
And who will shelter me?
It's cold in here
Cover me

Oh, with a plague of hateful questioning
Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear
I hear the din of life is jousting
When I′m hiding with my head to the wall

So who will shelter me?
It's cold in here