Who is in that house?
I opened the door to see
Who is up the stairs?
I?m walking up foolishly
And at the end of the hall was a door
And I got pulled in by a sound
But I wish I?d never found
In the privacy of your own room
Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom
Where I just don?t understand
In the privacy of your room
Look away now, look away now
At the moon
Is somebody watching me?
Puzzle me now with mystery clothes
These apples I love, these apples I loath
And always forgive the future to come
For stealing the light from the sun