A Cottage for Sale (Nat King Cole)

Our little dream castle with every dream gone, Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn, And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon A cottage for sale The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay, Our beautiful garden has withered away, Where you planted roses,the weeds seem to say, A cottage for sale. From every single window, I see your face, But when I reach a window, there's empty space. The key's in the mail box the same as before, But no one is waiting any more, The end of the story is told on the door. A cottage for sale.