The House — KATIE MELUA

Who is in that house? I opened the door to see Who is up the stairs? I’m walking up foolishly

And at the end of the hall was a door And I got pulled in by a sound But I wish I’d never found

In the privacy of your own room Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom Where I just don’t understand In the privacy of your room Look away now, look away now At the moon

Is somebody watching me? You really shouldn’t see Why did you climb that last stair You found me unaware

What I’m doing now it’s my own And I don’t want it to be known And it has to just remain

In the privacy of my own room Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom Where you just don’t understand In the privacy of my room Look away now, look away now At the moon

Puzzle me now with mystery clothes These apples I love, these apples I loath And always forgive the future to come For stealing the light from the sun