Lots of things have changed Around here since you're gone Lamps don't shine as bright And the TV won't go on. The pictures on the wall Seem to hide their face And I can't find a smile Around here any place. Yes, the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. Ah, the rug just don't feel the same Beneath my feet The song bird's not singin' And the dog won't eat. And the lonely walls Can only stand and stare at me And happy can't be found In our old dictionary. Yes, the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. Oh, just the same I hear The things that they can't say You can call it my imagination That's okay. But, all I know is what I feel Way down inside And I can run all through these rooms But, I can't hide. 'cause the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. I say the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. I say the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. I say the things in this house Miss you just as much as I The only difference is They don't know how to cry. I say the things ...