Carved House

I carve, I carve your name into the wood I use, I use to build my home
Regret, regret the words I, the words I never say
They stay up in my head
In October, the leaves are falling down on this roof
In this house, I sit
I sit around, and all I want is to...
Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
If she could see what's running though my head
Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
Then, she could see...
I starve, I starve my brain for thoughts of something new
It seems there is no room
This house is full of paint
I paint it red and gold, but only see the white
In October, the leaves are falling down on this roof
In this house, I sit
I sit around, and all I want is to...

Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
If she could see what's running though my head
Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
Then, she could see what I have built

When I'm not running from this high of counting clouds from cigarettes, I stand up
Stare into my face, asking where I could have been
Well, I'm not crying over all the pretty ways you move your lips
I carved this house, and in this house, I sit
I sit around, and all I want is to...

Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
If she could see what's running though my head
Sing her a love song and write it from the heart
Then, she could see...