This Old House

This old house we live in
Needs a new beginning
Clean the ashes from the fireplace
Ambers fade with the glow upon your face
We can build a brand new rooftop
Brainstorm colors from the ground on up
An open front door, four strong walls
We'll go back to the way it was

This old house, broken down
But it's still ours, it's still our own
This old house, filled with clouds
It's still ours, it's still our home

Let's go, I know we can
Haunted by all we don't understand
Let's go we can look to the view like we used to
Yeah, like we used to
We'll plant a garden and watch it grow
Faster than we could've ever even know
Paint the porch real pretty
And when friends come around we'll stand proud

This old house, broken down
But it's still ours, it's still our own
This old house, filled with clouds
It's still ours, it's still our home



Credits
Writer(s): Haroula Spyropoulos
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