Finches (The)

The House With Two Front Doors
I'll sing you a song How it might be to live in one house With two different homes Each of us unlock front doors of our own Leading our two lives In symmetry The street has billowing trees on both sides And our house In the house with the two front doors We exist side by side SongtexteMornings, we wake from our own separate rooms Each looking out on the same bright day A bird perched on your sill Singing his song Will soon fly to my sill And we'll sing along Into the kitchen we fill up our cups At the same time with Our drippy faucets Won't it be grand to know that Someone else is stirring their tea? In the house with the two front doors We exist side by side A game of checkers where nobody wins Two separate games of solitaire You on the front porch And I on a swing In this way, we live So happily Saying hello as we gather our mail Going indoors And smiling alone What friendly neighbors we will prove to be In our house In the house with the two front doors We exist side by side The seasons pass and the trees lose their leaves But our house, looking still and bright Warming our fingers by the same stove But you on your end and I on mine Stepping outside and Both wondering when When will it ever be springtime Ever again? The streets are lined with piles of shining snow Each of us walks through the cold Into the house with the two front doors We exist side by side I do not know where this house is The humble place to live with two front doors The house with two front doors The house with two front doors Aus Songtexte Mania