A House Is Not a Home

I'm thinkin' of one of the all-time great premiere vocalists in America
And those of you who can hear the sound of my voice, please turn your attention
To Luther Vandross with love

A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sittin' 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's there that you can kiss goodnight, baby

A room is a still a room
Even when there's nothin', nothin' there, nothin' there 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, and one of us, and one of us
And one of 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, darling, darling have a heart
Don't let one mistake, don't let anybody anywhere anytime keep us apart
I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home
Baby, when I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there, still in love, feelin' me, yeah
Layin' and waiting and no hesitating, waitin' on me

I'm not meant to live alone, you got to turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh, please be there, baby
You got to be there
Waitin' on me
Layin' and waitin' and no hesitating
Baby, waiting on me

Waitin' on me
Waitin' on me



Credits
Writer(s): Hal David, Burt Bacharach
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