Our little dream castle
With every dream gone
Is lonely and silent
The shades are all drawn
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale
The lawn we were proud of
Is waving in hay
Our beautiful garden has withered away
Where we planted roses
The weeds seem to say:
A cottage for sale
Through every single window
I see your face
But when I reach the window
Where's only empty space
The keys in the mailbox
The same as before
But no one is waiting
For me, anymore
The end of my story
Is there on the door
"A cottage for sale,"
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