A Cottage For Sale - Mel Tormé
Our little dream castle with every dream gone
So silent and lonely
The shades are all drawn
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale
The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay
Our beautiful garden has withered away
Where you planted roses
The weeds seem to say
A cottage for sale
From every single window
I see your face
But when I reach that window
There's empty space
The key's in the mail box the same as before
But nobody is waiting for me any more
The end of the story is told on the door
A cottage for sale
From every single window
I see your face
But when I reach at window
There's empty space
The key's in the mail box the same as before
But nobody is waiting for me any more
The end of the story is told on the door
A cottage for sale
The heart is knock the door
A sweet little cottage for sale
