nothing.
There have been so many people
Walking through my door
They don't seem to wanna come back any more
I never ask them to
I let them only go
I guess I'm not the easiest one to talk to when it's cold
But I guess I'm alright
I guess I'm fine
I think sunshine'l treat me kind
And I'm feeling kind a locked up in this house of mine
Walking through my door
They don't seem to wanna come back any more
I never ask them to
I let them only go
I guess I'm not the easiest one to talk to when it's cold
But I guess I'm alright
I guess I'm fine
I think sunshine'l treat me kind
And I'm feeling kind a locked up in this house of mine
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