The house is dark
Everyone is fast asleep
And I’m climbing down the stairs
to all the secrets that we keep
In my dreams I go
to that place in time
Still looking for something
that I’ve yet to find
What can’t you talk about?
I hear you scream and shout
Through the ceiling and the floor
I want to work it out
See through the shadows of doubt
And what’s behind the door
in the family room
I look outside my window
See you in the falling snow
You’re staking on the thin ice
So close to the blackness below
And I look into the eyes
The same eyes as mine
Still dreaming of something
that you left behind
What can’t you talk about?
I hear you scream and shout
Through the ceiling and the floor
I want to work it out
See through the shadows of doubt
And what’s behind the door
in the family room
I feel the ties between us
Have grown up like a vine
Like the patters on the wall
we are intertwined
But as I cut the roses
tomorrow they will bloom
and finally clear the air
in the family room
Lyrics Submitted by Richard Gagnon