Well, these walls turn gray

Paint each room and every hall

The oven clock repeats itself

Now, this frozen midday

Fixing the home that I grew up in

Sing to a pile of boxes

I am beside myself

Stuck in the home that I grew up in

I can’t stand a lonely room

All my songs are frozen in time

So what would you have me do?

Well, she sings so softly

Window-mounted frigidaire

Keeps my company, but the filter’s dead

I wish that I could describe the place where I lived

And O how I wish you could know

Wooden family, painted in color

I am beside myself

Orange and red is the home that I grew up in

Now all the walls are gray

There’s no trunk, there’s only roots

So what would you have me do?

I sing alone

If midday floats away from this home

Will my songs be unfrozen?

Well, I will turn gray

I will keep my mellow heart

With error in my engine

I am beside myself

Gone is the home that I grew up in

I brought back a few simple songs

And I can’t wait to show them to you

So what would you have me do?