I walk up to my door and hate to turn the key emptiness is all that waits inside for me
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That's how it is when the one you love is gone
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That's how it is when your house is not a home
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I look around and see things marked with his and hers
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Things like these just seem to make it that much worse
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That's how it is since I live my life alone that's how it is since my house is not a home
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[ steel ]
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Is there a way out for a soul so torn as mine
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Each day I live I'm like a prisoner servin' time
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That's how it is ask anyone who lives alone
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That's how it is when your house is not a home
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That's how it is since my house is not a home
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When A House Is Not A Home
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| Connie Smith |
