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If These Walls Could Talk (Lisa Dames) · In This House: If Walls Could Talk (Jef & Christa Harris) · If These Walls Could Talk 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · If These Walls Could Talk (Sicx) · If Walls Could Talk [Bonus Tracks] (Little Milton) · If Walls Could Talk (Little Milton) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) – and 90 other albums »


from pure neglect
Is it too dead to resurrect
Lord, if these walls could talk they'd pray

Two little hands folded tight by her bedside
Asking Jesus
either, you do something else that neither likes at all 

You want to talk of Keats or Milton
She only wants to talk of love
You go to see a play
she has something else in mind,
and so rather than do either you do something else that neither likes at all

You want to talk of Keats and Milton
she has something else in mind, 
And so rather than do either you do something else
That neither likes at all You want to talk of Keats and Milton
either, you do something else that neither likes at all 

You want to talk of Keats or Milton
She only wants to talk of love
You go to see a play
week to week,
Rooms full of laughter,
If these walls could speak.

If these old halls,
Hallowed halls could talk,
These would have a tale to tell
to week
Rooms full of laughter
If these walls could speak

If these old halls, hallowed halls could talk
These would have a tale to tell
Of sun goin'
to week
Rooms full of laughter
If these walls could speak

If these old halls, hallowed halls could talk
These would have a tale to tell
Of sun goin'
the love that lived
And died inside these walls
And the sound of the little footsteps
Runnin' up and down the halls

Oh, if this old house could talk
It
Rooms full of laughter
If these old walls could speak

If these old halls
If hallowed halls could talk
These would have a tale to tell
The sun going
to week.
Rooms full of laughter, if these old walls could speak.

If these old halls, if hallowed halls could talk.
These would have a tale to tell,
the vase that set by their bed
The roses in the paper on the wall
There's a story to tell if roses could talk

She never told him
She never let him see
And we were married in the spring
I had no idea what happiness and little love could bring
Or what life had in store
But all things move toward their
That way when you play the game
Baby you could never lose

Don't you wish that you could be a Fly on the Wall
A creepy little sneaky little Fly
when you play the game
Baby, you can never lose

Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall?
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall?
All
you play the game
Baby you can never lose

Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall
All my
little game ends
If you empires destroyed can we still be friends
Please take a card I wouldn't want to cheat you

There's so much to risk, there's so
There's a cigarette burn 
On the table by the bed 
And a king James bible 
That's never been read

If walls could talk
Man, the stories they'd tell
know I’m crazy
We could go on all night if we wanted to
But I don’t want to

I don’t wanna talk anymore
I know enough about you to know all I wanna do is
takin' hate and fear just a little too far

Oh you talk about the good times, 
Talk about the good times
I wish I could go back to the days I'm speakin
walls
We can kiss
Kiss goodnight
And we can go home wondering
What would it be like if
If I did not have a boyfriend
We could spend
The whole night
A wall of denial, is fallin' down
Whoa it's fallin' so hard, down to the ground
Never knew something so strong could be washed away by tears
But
somebody else

And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not to scream
and you were a little butterfly
I would be waiting at the garden gate until you came fluttering by
Maybe you'd stop on a red rose top and then we could talk
the fuck don't they help?

If these walls could talk they'd say,
That I was so damn lonely.
It feels like no one knows me.
These walls keep closing on me.
If