| My heart was once just like a home
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| With many rooms and open doors
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| And I always let love in
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| It would change the rooms around and then
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| Leave them empty
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| Till one by one I locked each door
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| And soon forgot what love was for
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| But I never gave up hoping
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| So I left just one door open
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| Incase you found me
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| So there’s a room in my heart for you
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| If your trust has been stolen too
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| If you walk softly on this worn out wooden floor
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| And leave behind you the hurt you’ve had before
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| There’s a room in my heart for you
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| We’ll paint the walls from blue to white
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| And set the mood by candlelight
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| Together we’ll keep out the cold
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| And I’ll still be there when we’re old
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| If you’ll let me
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| So there’s a room in my heart for you
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| If your trust has been stolen too
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| If you walk softly on this worn out wooden floor
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| And leave behind you the hurt you’ve had before
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| There’s a room in my heart for you
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| And leave behind you the hurt you’ve had before
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| 'Cause there’s a room in my heart for you |