Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale
The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
Our beautiful garden has withered away,
Where you [A7planted ɾoses,the weeds seem [A]to [C7]say,
A cottage for [Dm7]sale.
From every single window, I see your face,
But when I ɾeach a window, there's empty space.
The key's in the mail box the same as before,
But no one is waiting any more,
The end of the story is told on [C7]the door.
A cottage for [Dm7]sale.
