A House Is Not A Home

A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there;

But a chair is not a house, and a house is not a home

When there's no one there to hold you tight,

And no one there you can kiss good night.

A room is still a room, even when there's nothing there but gloom;

But a room is not a house, and a house is not a home

When the two of us are far apart,

And one of us has a brok - en heart.

Bridge:

Now and then I call your name,

And suddenly your face appears;

But it's just a crazy game; when it ends, it ends in tears.

Darling, have a heart - don't let one mistake keep us apart.

I'm not meant to live alone; turn this house into a home.

When I climb the stair and turn the key,

Oh, please be there, still in love with me.