this is my house this is where i live that is the winter those are the trees i can hear them breathe this is my bed this is where i sleep that was the dark those are my dreams they belong to me this is my floor this is where i lie this is a square room that was a bright light these are not my eyes what is my soul where is my tired heart that is the question where is the answer inside my house and i sit by the window and i wish i was rain i want to fall from the sky i want to get wet all over again because this my house it belongs to me inside my head it s all that s left this is my house this is my house