A Cottage For Sale 歌词
A Cottage For Sale - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
Our little dream castle with every 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 beautifil garden has withered away
Where you planted roses the weeds seem to say
A cottage for sale
From every single window I see your face
But when I reach a window there's empty space
The key's in the mail box the same as before
But no one is waiting for me any more
The end of our story is told on the door
A cottage for sale