Room

There's a house in my head Under permanent construction I'm the lone architect of an imaginary house There's a room for the dark things, the panic and the fuss An attic for the past things that hang over us There's a room for the elephants, a den for the ghosts A parlor for when we pretend to be hosts And a light I leave on every night in the blue 'Cause I'll always save a room for you Yeah, I'll always save a room for you There's a house in my head Under permanent construction I'm the sole carpenter of an imaginary house I'm building the place with sails, wheels and wings Portable roots and detachable strings Get back here and we'll live like moveable kings Ancient and new See the light I'll leave on every night 'til you do 'Cause I'll always save a room for you There will always be a room for you So come home Come home We are home --- Room - Sutton Foster