Still I Can Hear You Singing

The house is empty
Without you
All the rooms
Seem so much bigger now
Without you
Wide like churches
Hostility and cold
Higgh like halls
And all their wals
Echo every footstep
Echo every word
As if it were your tiny footsteps
As if it were your little words
In these walls
And still I can hear you singing
And still I can watch you living
In these walls
In my emptiness
You're a brick
You're still singing now
In these walls
In my emptiness
And still I can hear you singing
And still I can watch you living
In these walls
In my emptiness