A little dream castle, with every dream goneIs lonely and silent,
the shades are all drawnAnd my heart is heavy, as I gaze upon a
cottage for sale.The lawn we were proud of is waving in hayA
beautiful garden has withered awayWhere you planted roses, the
weeds seem to say, A cottage for saleFrom every single window, I
see your faceBut when I reach the window, there's empty
spaceThe key's in the mailbox, the same as beforeBut no one
is waiting for me anymoreThe end of our story is there on the
door, A cottage for sale