Rhode Island - A House

And you will know her by the sound she's making
And you will hear her close the oven door
And you have heard it close a hundred times before
And you will know him by the sound his bag makes
You watch it skip across the kitchen floor
We love the sound of the central heating
As it creaks behind the walls
And I would die without you

You took the dog to get vaccinated
You pinned the appointment up behind the bed
And I still see it even though the dog is dead
We dream about Victorian architecture
We know the lead that runs between the panes
And all the while the kitchen's going brown with nicotine stains
And I am mad about you, and I am mad about you
And I am mad about

I, I won't find happiness, I won't find anything unless it's here
In the hallway we smell the damp and I hold you near
I, I won't find happiness, I won't find anything unless it's here
In the hallway we smell the damp
Thank god you're here, thank god you're here
Thank god you're here, thank god you're here
Thank god you're here, thank god you're here
Thank god you're here, thank god you're here

I am mad about you

Written by:
Dave Brown, Jeff Johns, Will Turner

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