String Driven Thing - The House lyrics

I love the traffic Into the trees And then I saw the house And the rollercoaster takes you through the years To the times we spent, when all our tears were always tears of joy And you're standing in a room where no one looks And you feel the past behind you as the breeze upon your neck And the branches hanging down to the ground Will brush your tears away And the scent of summer hangs upon the air And you hear the sound of children as they play among the gra** Ain't it strange to hear that voice Never thought I'd hear that voice again And the rollercoaster takes you through the years To the times we spent, when all our tears were always tears of joy And you're standing in a room where no one looks And you feel the past behind you as the breeze upon your neck