That Haunted Old House
Echoes of June '55: A Haunting Tale of Memories and Loss
Lyrics
I've thought of you every day since June of '55
I've been thinking about you every day since June of '55.
That picture you gave me has helped me survive
The picture you gave me has been a source of support for me.
I've passed by your house a million times outside of town
I've passed by your house many times outside of town.
My mind let my heart stop and take a look around
My thoughts allowed my heart to pause and reflect on the surroundings.
It's pretty run down and there's ivy everywhere
The house is in disrepair, covered in ivy.
No scent of your momma's flowers in the air
No fragrance of your mother's flowers lingers in the air.
With no yellow paint the front porch looks plain and sad
The front porch lacks the cheerful yellow paint and looks plain and sad.
That old swing made me smile bout the times that we had
The old swing brings a smile, recalling past times together.
I can't remember if it was your fault or mine
Uncertain if the past issues were your fault or mine.
And you can't trust a memory when it's had too much time
Memories become unreliable with the passage of time.
I'm haunted by things like your smile and my pride
Haunted by memories, including your smile and my pride.
Like that haunted old house I'm empty inside
Similar to the haunted old house, I feel empty inside.
[ steel ]
[Instrumental break]
Although it was quiet I swear I could hear
Even in silence, I sense the presence of the record I bought you by the Platters that year.
The record I bought you by the Platters that year
Approaching the front steps but hesitating at the door.
I walked up the front steps but stopped at the door
There's nothing left for me inside.
There's nothing for me in there anymore
[ piano ]
[Piano interlude]
I wiped a tear from your cheek the last time I saw you
I wiped a tear from your cheek the last time I saw you.
And I've held it in my hand because well I just wanted to
I've kept that tear in my hand because I wanted to.
But I lost it today in that lonesome old place
Lost that tear today in that lonesome old place.
That tear I was saving wound up on my face
The tear I was saving ended up on my face.
I can't remember if it was your fault or mine...
Uncertain if the past issues were your fault or mine...
Like that empty old house I'm haunted inside
Similar to the empty old house, I feel haunted inside.
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