Blue House Lyrics

She was living in a blue house. I went up and rang the
doorbell and I waited. No one answered. I was waiting at
a blue house. At a blue house I was waiting. I judged the
scaffold. 'Renovating.' They were working on the blue
house, I was waiting there. At the foot of the yard was a
mound and it was covered with ants, and there was grass
in the walk just been cut and that nobody had swept out. I had hoped you'd be home with no call, so I had left it
to chance. There was no dog to beware by the fence a-
makin' sure that I kept out, so I stepped inside. But
when I rang at the door, I heard no footsteps crawl to me
across the close foyer floor, though I stood still at the
ready. But there was never an answer and soon I had
decided you'd stepped out.

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