out on the corner of my favorite street is a house and a home crumbled down to my feet the window I prayed I'd look out of someday broken like my dream and the gla** swept away and I'll remember it all of my life but I'll never know what was inside with wonder I wandered amongst the debris and imagined the moments that had yet to be like watching the wallpaper fall from the wall and the quaint conversations we'd have in the hall I cried in the silence of words never formed from the mouth of a child that wouldn't be born then walked through the doorway and out on my own to a house on a street that would never be home and I'll remember you all of my life but I'll never know what's inside