A Cottage For Sale

A Cottage For Sale

music by Willard Robison (above)

lyric by Larry Conley

Our little dream castle with ev'ry dream gone,

Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,

And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon a cottage for sale.

The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,

Our beautiful garden has withered away.

Where you planted roses the weeds seem to say, "A cottage for sale."

From ev'ry single window, I see your face, But when I reach a window, there's empty space.

The key's in the mailbox the same as before, but no one is waiting for me anymore.

The end of our story is told on the door.

A cottage for sale...