The Smithereens - House We Used to Live In Lyrics
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House We Used to Live In
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What Are The Lyrics For House We Used to Live In By The Smithereens?
This is the house we used to live in
This is the place I used to know This is the house we used to live in Where I felt I could always go House that we used to live in House where I left my heart House that we used to live in falling apart This is the house we used to live in This is the place that I once knew This is the house we used to live in Where I once shared my life with you House that we used to live in House where I left my heart House that we used to live in falling apart A house is not a home And when you live alone you'll find That it's much harder than So much harder to believe House that we used to live in House where I left my heart House that we used to live in falling apart Our house was not a home And we both felt alone it seems It is empty now Worn and broken like our dreams This is the house we used to live in This is a place in our green town This is the house we used to live in One look before they tear it down House that we used to live in House where I left my heart House that we used to live in falling apart Falling apart House we used, used to live in |
Who Wrote House We Used to Live In By The Smithereens?
Patrick Di Nizio
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What's The Duration Of The House We Used to Live In By The Smithereens?The duration of House We Used to Live In is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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