House Of Small

I know a girl named Emily Small
She sits home all day dreaming
She paints strange pictures upon her wall
And says the sun needs cleaning
It's dark in the house of small
She can know no love at all

Emily waving arms up high
Fingers touching heaven
Her eyes reflecting clear blue sky
But count the clouds eleven
It's raining in the house of small
She can know no love at all

I know a girl named Emily Small
She stays up all night thinking
Strange voice echoes in the hall
Says the moon is bleeding
It's quiet in the house of small
She can know no love at all

Emily staring in the sun
Painted lips are gleaming
Her eyes are like a tranqual sea
But count the ships there sinking
Drowning in the house of small
She can know no love at all