Testo Paper House

Knocking on my door
and you're calling out my name
But you won't come in until I let you in

Knocking on my door
you keep calling out my name
But you won't come in until I say
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house

Standing on my lawn
with the scissors in your hands
and you could come in where you'd like

To my
Paper house
To my
Paper houseTo my
Paper house

Rain's falling now
soaking right through these walls
I can see the sun it's shining

Rain's falling now
soaking right through these walls
I can see your form outside
of my

Paper house