Penniless and sorrow bound
My walls have been collapsing
The message comes, but two months late
To the telephone I'm grasping.
My sodden roof, that's built on love
Slowly, sadly, crumbles down
With no support, on it's own
It doesn't stand a chance.
The wooden floor, that was finely laid
Upon the 14th day,
Is ripped to shreds by nothing less,
Than months of our dismay
This old house, cost half my earnings
It nearly cost my life
When it all came down, no reasons found
It took me by surprise
Even though, the wind still blows
And the toilet it still flushes
When the rain, comes once a day
It always comes in rushes
Why did you leave? Why can't you stay?
Is this supposed to make me strong
Cus when this house has blown away
I won't be here for long.
