There's a house in the woods There's a chair near the door And there's a feeling that hides Beneath the floorboards While it creaks and cracks I'm slowly getting old In a struggle to find What I'm looking for Endless love
And I'm beginning to drown I'm staring death in the eyes You were the rock that I needed You were the tree I would climb Now I'm a passing thought And I'll try to survive And I will write what I've seen Will you read what I write
My endless love My endless love My endless love My endless love