A chair is still a chair, Even when there’s no one sitting there; But a chair is not a house, And a house is not a home When there’s no one there to hold you tight, And no one there you can kiss goodnight.
A room is still a room, Even though there’s nothing there but gloom; But a room is not a house, And a house is not a home When the two of us are far apart And one of us has a broken heart.
Now and then I call your name And suddenly your face appears. But it’s just a crazy game. When it ends, it ends in tears.
Darling, have a heart. Don’t let one mistake keep us apart. *I’m not meant to live alone. Turn this house into a home. When I climb the stairs And turn the key, Oh, please be there Still in love with me.