A House Is Not a Home

The simple cost of loving you is a better picture
There is not a sound coming from my voice
You want to listen to the kids [unverified]They're halos, soon to be divorced
And you're a poor young factory boy
Blowing on your trumpet
With a home on the back of your horseOh, this is a separation
I can't believe this is the end
I don't want to talk about it
Go tell it to your friend?I live and I breathe with feeling
For anything I might have tried
At a point where I can touch herEveryday I wonder what's going on in her heart
I couldn't eat, sleep, find my feet
I think I used a little too much, forceCome see me, you can heal me
Turn your head back to the moon
You know you don't have to act so quiet
This is a house not a homeI can't do this anymore, I know it's pointless
(Like a witch)
I could never be yours
Play to your better nature
We can talk about the old daysI can't help it if you think I am odd
Although our separation it is
To easy, I believe it's your loss
The simple cost of needing you
Is a part into the cause
On the street I can feel a sequel [unverified] a divorce