Room At the Top of the Stairs

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Timothy Blue - Pop

Room At the Top of the Stairs

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Speaking in whispers that nobody cares Up to the room at the top of the stairs Where we can hide from the world outside It's a secret that nobody shares By filling place with the snow on the ground Looks like a Christmas card all the year round Up in my room, not a sight or a sound And if ever you want me, you know that's where I can be found I live in a wonderful world of my daydreaming You wouldn't believe it was real Come closer and closer at me, but you won't see me If you want to though You'll just have to go Up to the room at the top of the stairs Bust through the hall with the two queen and chairs And there's a Chinaman selling his wares to a caesar who sits there and stares Pendulous clocks with their backs to the wall If you can count them, there's thirteen in all And when they chime, you'll be caught unaware For it's dark in the gloom on the room at the top of the stairs I live in a wonderful world of my daydreaming You wouldn't believe it was real Come closer and closer at me, but you won't see me If you want to though You'll just have to go Up to the room at the top of the stairs Counting the clocks and the two queen and chairs And when they chime, you'll be caught unaware For it's dark in the gloom on the room at the top of the stairs

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  • Eric Woolfson