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Never again I will walk the halls of my childhoodhome.
Never again I will be where I've grown.
Grown from being just a little boy,
in this house I've played with my first toy.
In this house I spoke my first word,
and on the yard i could scream when nobody heard.
Those winters with my sister and brothers,
those summers with my friends and others.
If the walls could speak of memories,
it would take half a life for you listen to this.
Those stories of all the pranks we did,
and you would know where we were just kids.
This house has so much for you to hear,
so sit right down, don't go anywhere.
All the love, all the friends, all the souls...
Nothing will ever fill those holes...
Now I have grown up,
and all the memories will now stop.
Because this house has been friend;
Now it has all come to an end.
Never again I will be where I've grown.
Grown from being just a little boy,
in this house I've played with my first toy.
In this house I spoke my first word,
and on the yard i could scream when nobody heard.
Those winters with my sister and brothers,
those summers with my friends and others.
If the walls could speak of memories,
it would take half a life for you listen to this.
Those stories of all the pranks we did,
and you would know where we were just kids.
This house has so much for you to hear,
so sit right down, don't go anywhere.
All the love, all the friends, all the souls...
Nothing will ever fill those holes...
Now I have grown up,
and all the memories will now stop.
Because this house has been friend;
Now it has all come to an end.
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