This is my house but nobody's home when I'm there, when I'm there
Even a mouse would be welcome to sit in my chair, in my chair
He can sit in anyplace he wants, be welcomed as a friend
If I can't have human ones at least I can pretend, yeah
This is my house but nobody's home when I'm home, when I'm home
It is a house that is destined to be all alone, all alone
People from the village pa** by, they don't take a glance
They don't want to talk to me pa** the garden fence, no
Nobody comes to see what I'm like
Nobody sees me in the limelight
I'm bright and I'm waiting for a knock on the door
One night I won't be surprised there's somebody home
This is my house…