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    This is my house
    This is were I live
    That is the winter
    Those are the trees
    I can hear them breathe
    This is my bed
    This is were I sleep
    That was the dark
    Those are my dreams
    They belong to me

    This is my floor
    This is where I lie
    This is a square room
    That was a bright light
    These are not my eyes
    What is my soul?
    Where is my tired heart?
    That is the question
    Where is the answer?
    Inside my house

    And I sit by the window
    And I wish I was rain
    I want to fall from the sky
    I want to get wet all over the rain

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    'Cause this is my house
    It belongs to me
    Inside my head
    It's all that's left
    This is my house
    This is my bed
    This is where I sleep
    That was the dark
    Those are my dreams
    They belong to me

    This is my house
    This is my house
    This is my house
    Yeah, this is my house
    This is my house
    This is my house
    This is my house

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    Composition: Ann Orson and Bernie Taupin

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