This Is My House (But Nobody Calls) - The Moody Blues

This is my house but nobody calls

When I’m there, when I’m there

Even a mouse would be welcome

To sit in my chair

He can sit in anyplace he wants

Be welcomed as a friend

If I can’t have human love

At least I can pretend

Yeah

This is my house but nobody calls

When I’m home, when I’m home

It is a house that is destined

To be all alone

All alone

People from the village pass by They don’t take a glance

They don’t want to talk to me Across the garden fence

No Nobody calls me to see what I’m like

Nobody sees me in the limelight

I’m ripe and I’m waiting

For a knock on the door

One night I won’t be surprised

When somebody calls