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