Who’s got the keys to the house next door?
We used to be friends but they don’t live there no more.
So many go in and never come out,
Their names on the bills, their mold on the grout.
Through shut blinds in the evening
That silhouette could be
Holding anything at all,
I dread to think what they believe.
If I could just make someone happy
I could brighten up their day,
I know the second I leave, they’ll say
He was a strange neighbour,
We got along alright.
He was a strange neighbour,
We said hello sometimes.
Funny new couple in at number twelve,
Right next to the church, but they look like Hell.
The pipes are all leaking and the floorboards squeak,
But you’d never know, it’s all smiles on this street.
Through locked doors in the morning
Sunlight never seems to reach
A countenance that’s so appalling
It makes leaves abandon trees.
If I could just make someone smile,
I could brighten up their day.
I know the second I leave, they’ll say
He was a strange neighbour,
We got along alright.
He was a strange neighbour,
We said hello sometimes.