The paintwork is peeling And the
wallpaper is torn The furniture is dusty
But the atmosphere is warm
He smiles and says "It's all
right if you are not alone." Coffee
gone, the night moves on It looks like
the lady's changing home
Another room, another style She changes
with the night A new voice to wake her
in a new dawn's morning light
He'll give his love, she'll take it
And for a while it's fun But every name
is just the same And it looks like the
lady's moving home
See what tomorrow may bring So many
ties and strings They follow you
She'll hurt them when she leaves them
And they'll cry for her return They'll
say she's hard and cruel And one day
she will learn
But they don't see the pain that
she is harbouring alone As she leaves
on her way She'd give all to stay It
looks like the lady's changing home
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