The Moody Blues — This Is My House

This is my house but nobody's home when I'm there, when I'm there Even a mouse would be welcome to sit in my chair, in my chair He can sit in anyplace he wants, be welcomed as a friend If I can't have human ones at least I can pretend, yeah This is my house but nobody's home when I'm home, when I'm home It is a house that is destined to be all alone, all alone People from the village pass by, they don't take a glance They don't want to talk to me pass the garden fence, no Nobody comes to see what I'm like Nobody sees me in the limelight I'm bright and I'm waiting for a knock on the door One night I won't be surprised there's somebody home This is my house…