There’s a house at the top of the tallest hill, with a light on in the attic
No one knows who lives in the house, but someone must
How else would the lamp be lit, every day as the sun goes down?
Do you dare knock on the door?
No one knows who lives in the house, but someone must
As the smoke curls up from the chimney in the winter
Do you dare knock on the door?
What might you say to whoever answers?
As the smoke curls up from the chimney in the winter
You might see a shadow cast across the wall
What might you say to whoever answers the door
If anyone might answer at all?
You might see a shadow cast across the wall
The flickering light warming the window
If anyone answers at all
Do you think they’d invite you inside?
The flickering light warms the window
And you’re almost sure there’s two people inside
But do you think they’d invite you in
Or would they take you and break you instead?
You’re almost sure there’s two people inside
But you’re scared to creep any closer to the door
Would they take you and break you if you’re caught
The cooking smells aren’t anything you would have thought
You’re scared to creep closer to the door
But you’re drawn ever closer with curiosity
The cooking smells aren’t anything you would have thought
And maybe, just maybe, you’ll say hello
You’re drawn ever closer with curiosity
When you see the young woman at the kitchen table
And maybe, just maybe, you’ll say hello
And she’ll invite you in for tea and cast your shadow on the wall alongside hers