our little dream castle with every dream gone is lonely and silent the shades are all drawn and my heart is heavy as i gaze upon a cottage for sale the lawn we were proud of is waving in hay our beautiful garden has withered away where we planted roses the weeds seem to say a cottage for sale through every single window i see your face but when i reach the window where s only empty space the keys in the mailbox the same as before but no one is waiting for me anymore the end of my story is there on the door a cottage for sale 