Dear Mr. Gable: You Made Me Love You
Joseph Mccarthy, James Monaco
Our little dream castle with ever 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 we planted roses, the weeds seem to say
A cottage for sale
Through every single window, I see your face
But when I reach the window there's only empty space
The keys in the mailbox the same as before
But no one is waiting for me anymore
The end of my story
Is there on the door
A cottage for sale