House On The Hill — текст песни (John Miles)

Stand by yourself in the still of the night
When people are quietly sleeping.
Then up at the window a lady in white
And the wind brings the sound of her weeping.

Used to belong to a suicide queen
Who knew that she wouldn`t make it
Everyone laughed as they called her a fool
Till finally she couldn`t take it.
So she ended it all
In the House on the Hill.

The people who lived near they won`t say a word
They look in the other direction.
They say it`s a tale which they don`t believe
Then they pray to the Lord for protection.
And there`s no-one will talk
Of the House on the Hill.
The House on the Hill won`t hurt you at all
As long as you stay outside,
And always remember the voice in the wall
A house where there`s nowhere to hide

The House on the Hill won`t hurt you at all
As long as you stay outside,
And always remember the voice in the wall
A house where there`s nowhere to hide

A voice calls you back to the House on the Hill
Start thinking about what you`re leaving,
So much going on that your feeling confused
And you don`t know just what to believe in
It keeps calling you back
To the House on the Hill

It keeps calling you back
To the House on the Hill