作词 : Bacharach, David A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there; But a chair is not a house, and a house is not a home When there's no one there to hold you tight, And no one there you can kiss good night. A room is still a room, even when there's nothing there but gloom; But a room is not a house, and a house is not a home When the two of us are far apart, And one of us has a brok - en heart. Now and then I call your name, And suddenly your face appears; But it's just a crazy game; when it ends, it ends in tears. Darling, have a heart - don't let one mistake keep us apart. I'm not meant to live alone; turn this house into a home. When I climb the stair and turn the key, Oh, please be there, still in love with me.
作词 : Bacharach, David A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sitting there; But a chair is not a house, and a house is not a home When there's no one there to hold you tight, And no one there you can kiss good night. A room is still a room, even when there's nothing there but gloom; But a room is not a house, and a house is not a home When the two of us are far apart, And one of us has a brok - en heart. Now and then I call your name, And suddenly your face appears; But it's just a crazy game; when it ends, it ends in tears. Darling, have a heart - don't let one mistake keep us apart. I'm not meant to live alone; turn this house into a home. When I climb the stair and turn the key, Oh, please be there, still in love with me.
