@migu music@

Her heart lies awake at night

Calling the sun to warm the skies

Her ivory hands hold so tightly

To the hope of morning

And in this house

I hear a voice

The paintings of all

They tell the tales of

The faces that lie beyond these halls

And carry the weight of love and loss

Facing time on her own

She mourns the day her love let go

But in her burdened heart she knows

Peace will come

With morning

Her memories they hang like ghosts

Up on the walls the widows pass those

The faces that lie beyond these walls

And carry the weigth of love and loss

Ohhhhhh

And in this house i hear a voice

The paintings of all

They tell the tales of

The faces that lie beyond these halls

And carry the weight of love and loss