you belong

the floors creak late at night
nobody's walking
everyone's tucked in tight
they say every 100 years
something's moving
someone's crying lonely tears

doorknobs rattle clumsily
barefoot tripping
quick, honey, look and see
dogs stare at nothing in the hall
nothing's moving
shuffling up the wall

my fingers don't work like they should
can't get a grip
i'm made of dust, made of wood
this house was empty for far too long
i'm glad you're here
i hope you feel like you belong



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Hawkins, Zachariah Fountain
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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