In that big house
there are 50 doors
and one of them leads to your heart
In the time of spring
I passed your gate
and tried to make an antree
All I knew was the scent of sea
and dew
but've been in love before
In that big hous
there are 50 beds
and one of them leads toyour soul
It's a bed of fear
a bed of regrets
and sheets so cold
All I knew were your eyes
so velvet blue