If This House Could Talk — текст песни (Stonewall Jackson)

If this house could talk oh what a story although it`s only made of wood and stone
How it could brag about its days of glory when it almost became a happy home

I just came back in town to sign the papers the house is sold now it`s no longer mine
And since the place I built for you once meant so much to me
Thought I`d drop by and see it one more time
I parked the car got out and looked it over
The unkept lawn now seemed so strange to me
That rambling rose that I`d set out with tender care had died
And weeds grow now where flowers used to be
I walked up close looked through the picture window
The past was oh so clear as I looked through
I listened close and almost heard those tender words of love
As I sat by the fireside with you
If this house could talk...