And the halls have worn well
Seek inspiration in daily affairs
And the halls have worn well
And the walls have grown sturdy
Well, there's too many windows in this old hotel
Roll up the carpets and pull in the blinds
And the voices you hear at the top of the stairs
But there is nobody living inside, nobody living inside
Echoes of unanswered prayers
In hopes there still may be love left to find
Are only echoes of unanswered prayers
And retreat to the chambers that I left behind
And the walls have grown sturdy
And rooms filled with reckless pride
Still may be love left to find
Gonna pull in the shutters on this heart of mine
Now your soul is improper and requires repairs
