The Old House

This old house was once for dancing
This old house once filled with joy
With its beauty so entrancing
Every little girl and boy
Now its halls are filled with darkness
Its rooms are dusty, cold
This old house is growing so old

Take a walk into the ballroom
Now it hardly looks the same
Now its chandelier is shattered
Only stillness here remains
Long ago there was the laughter
Through the stories that were told
This old house has grown so old

Carefull of the stairs
Don't sit on the broken chair
Peole passing by
Used to pause out in the square
Now they go on by
No one even stops to stare
It's so all alone
No one cares

They'll tear down this house come morning
Build a new one in its place
Put an end to all its glory
Put an end to all its grace
And the Sun will set when evening comes
Stars will fill the sky -
And stars will fill the sky