out on the corner of my favorite street
is a house and a home crumbled down to my feet
the window I prayed I'd look out of someday
broken like my dream and the gla** swept away
and I'll remember it all of my life
but I'll never know what was inside
with wonder I wandered amongst the debris
and imagined the moments that had yet to be
like watching the wallpaper fall from the wall
and the quaint conversations we'd have in the hall
I cried in the silence of words never formed
from the mouth of a child that wouldn't be born
then walked through the doorway and out on my own
to a house on a street that would never be home
and I'll remember you all of my life
but I'll never know what's inside