The same old house Floating into your sleeping reverie What’s that about?
In this house
You could draw everything from memory Why couldn’t you move out?
Why couldn’t you move out?
Familiar floors
Always need sweeping and the carpet’s stained Old and worn
Creaky doors
Layers of dust upon the window pane In dreams you could be sure This house was always yours
This house was always yours It almost drove you crazy ooohh Almost crazy
If only you
Could stay asleep
Long enough to find a place to keep
A roof you could
Rely upon
A bed you’d gladly lay your head down on
Oh what you wouldn’t do to move out and move on
Someone knew
Into your life and she saw everything
She saw through and into you
Right to your deepest fears and sacred things How was it that she knew
To help you see it too?
Yes you’d been
Living with joints that didn’t work so well
In agony
So it seemed
Broken and cold were places that you’d dwell
Your body was the theme that built the house you dreamed
It built the house you dreamed It almost drove you crazy ooooh Almost crazy
If only you
Could tear it down
And build the safest house in this whole town
A roof you could
Rely upon
A bed you’d gladly lay your head down on
Oh what you wouldn’t do to move out and move on
Years go by
Patiently learning how to heal yourself And free your mind
Of wondering why
You always had to battle for your health The sadness in the sighs

The never ending fight
Then one night
You dreamed you’d moved into the house next door What a sight
It was right
Living in comfort and you felt secure
In dreams you were set free
You’re getting well it seems
You’re getting well it seems You’re finally resting easy ooohhh Now to sleep....