When A House Is Not A Home - Willie Nelson (威利·纳尔逊)

I walk up to my door and hate to turn the key

Emptiness is all that waits inside for me

That's how it is when the one you love is gone

That's how it is when your house is not a home

I look around and see things marked with his and hers

Little things like these just make seem that much worse

That's how it is ask anyone who lives alone

That's how it is when your house is not a home

Is there a way out on a heart as torn as mine

Each day I live I'm like a prisoner passing time

That's how it is when the one you love is gone

That's how it is when your house is not a home

That's how it is when your house is not a home