Marcello Rosciglione - Moving Houses Lyrics

She wore a long chain
With a pretty little stone
She leaned across the room
Her eyes like home
But her Coltrane ways had me running for the door
Ooh, outside the wind began
Ooh, the windows shakin'
I've seen this so many times before

Moving houses with a single knowing look
Moving houses one mile across a brook
Moving houses aren't safe for leaping off
Hold on
Hold on
And ride on the roof

She must not have heard me
When I stumbled for what to say
I'm sure she knew that I would hesitate
But her Coltrane ways had me turning around
Ooh, the bricks are breakin' down
Ooh, the ceiling's swayin' now
I've seen this so many times before

Moving houses with a single knowing look
Moving houses one mile across a brook
Moving houses aren't safe for leaping off
Hold on
Hold on
And ride on the roof

Oh, why did she leave that little stone behind?
She put it in a box for me to find
The box is gone but the memory we own
It doesn't matter (It doesn't matter)
It doesn't matter (It doesn't matter)
Tell me it doesn't matter at all

The long chain necklace meant so little to her then
But years later she wore it once again
And that's good enough knowing when we're home
And right
And right where
And right where we belong