Nancy Sinatra - In My Room lyrics

In my room Way at the end of the hall I sit and stare at the wall Each day's just like the last For I lived in the past In my room Where every night is the same I play a dangerous game I keep pretending he's late And I sit and I wait Over there is the picture We took when he made me his bride Over there is the chair where He held me whenever I cried Over there by the window The flowers he left... ...I won't die! In my room Way at the end of the hall I sit at I stare at the wall Hating how lonely I've growned All alone In my room...