Lyrics

(Pollock/Wright) Here I sit and I count the hours The days turn into a stream These empty walls are filled with power Of things that aren't what they seem The home fires are burning tonight on The memories left laying out here on the ground The home fires are burning tonight on All of our dreams lost, we're getting old and not making a sound If I could have it all anyways Would the pain be the same And if I could make it all go away Would I see anything outside of my empty room All's in order now the mood here is tame The air holds nothing, no shame So here I sit still thinking it over In a room that eats up the pain The home fires are burning tonight on The memories left laying out here on the ground The home fires are burning tonight on All of our dreams lost, we're getting old and not making a sound If I could have it all anyways Would the pain be the same And if I could make it all go away Would I see anything outside of my empty room ===