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Hear that clock tick, The one above the kitchen door, The one you picked up at a yard sale, long before Still won’t stick Been hanging crooked all this time Kept you thinkin’ you had an extra hour to mind There’s the wood floor Where you would dance around the room Thinkin’ every song every singer sang was sung for you On the stereo Well it’s kind of dusty now Every time you go to turn it on, you turn around You’re in an empty house You’re feelin’ all alone You’re quiet as a mouse You hear the shudders groan And he’s not comin’ back It’s time to find your own way home In a room of your own Foreign movie You don’t know what it was about But you stopped tryin’ after some time to figure out Letras de cancionesWhy these blue jeans The ones you’ve almost thrown away Still remind you of the words he couldn’t say You’re in an empty house You’re feelin’ all alone You’re quiet as a mouse You hear the shudders groan And he’s not comin’ back It’s time to find your own way home In a room of your own Don’t give up on your dreams ‘cause they’re the best you’ve got Don’t let their schemes make you believe you’re not You can love a lot You’re in an empty house You’re feelin’ all alone You’re quiet as a mouse You hear the shudders groan And he’s not comin’ back It’s time to find your own way home In a room of your own From Letras Mania