This Old House - Haroula Rose

This old house we live in

Needs a new beginning

Clean the ashes from the fireplace

Ambers fade with the glow upon your face

We can build a brand new rooftop

Brainstorm colors from the ground on up

An open front door, four strong walls

We’ll go back to the way it was

This old house, broken down

But it’s still ours, it’s still our own

This old house, filled with clouds

It’s still ours, it’s still our home

Let’s go, I know we can

Haunted by all we don’t understand

Let’s go we can look to the view like we used to

Yeah, like we used to

We’ll plant a garden and watch it grow

Faster than we could’ve ever even know

Paint the porch real pretty

And when friends come around we’ll stand proud

This old house, broken down

But it’s still ours, it’s still our own

This old house, filled with clouds

It’s still ours, it’s still our home