Your house was not a safe place for me The doors of empty cupboards would swing all violently I used to stare at you across miles and miles of floors And there were all those endless corridors With rows of nightmare doors But now everything's gone And the house is tilted and empty There's the sound of the wind Or is it just my voice crying out? Your heart was not a safe place for me The warmth and the love could not be guaranteed From outside the fence you built, I'd stare at its glow It lured me like a Christmas window seen from the snow But now everything's gone And the house is tilted and empty There's the sound of the wind Or is it just my voice crying out? ♪ But now everything's gone And the house is tilted and empty There's the sound of the wind Or is it just my voice crying out?