You know, i started to feel painnWhen my toys all went awaynHiding places got mislaidnnI know, behind is now much oldernWell my lady still is youngnEverybody’s gotta runnn‘til i reach this housenSomething therenAlways therenMakes me sadnI miss this housennYou know, my heart is getting coldernAll the phonies on the streetsnMissing love that brings a homennI know, despite the wood and brick wallsnYes i’ve learned to get alongnMaking soup or making songsn‘til i reach this housennSomething there