in this house alonenwhat makes a house a homenit's love in the furniturencare taken with every painting on the wallnand there's a mess on the table wherenyou were sitting beforenit makes this house a homenmakes this house a homennso while you're splashing in the bathnand I'm stirring up the kitchen and thennyou read them a story and I'mnpretending not to listennbut it draws me innit draws me innmake this house a homenyou make this house a homennnin this house alonenwhat makes this house a homenIt's your footsteps on the stairsnIt's the struggle for the blanket every mornnIt's your voices in my earsnbut It's your hearts that keep me warmn