World of Interiors

Intro

(doo doo doo, ding-dong)

Verse

Old wooden floors that creak in the hall

Faded curtains where the sunlight falls

Boxes in the attic full of worn-out tunes

Pictures on the shelf from our younger moons

Chorus

In the world of interiors, hear the bells ring slow

Whistle through the hallways where the memories go

In the world of interiors, let the past unfold

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

(doo doo doo, ding-dong)

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

Verse

Coffee on the table, steam rising thin

Radio plays songs that we used to spin

Dust on the piano keys, still waiting for hands

Every room remembers the places we stand

Chorus

In the world of interiors, hear the bells ring slow

Whistle through the hallways where the memories go

In the world of interiors, let the past unfold

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

(doo doo doo, ding-dong)

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

Bridge

Time keeps its rhythm in the ticking of clocks

Every corner holds what the heart never locks

I close my eyes and the colors come through

The world inside these walls still feels like you

Chorus

In the world of interiors, hear the bells ring slow

Whistle through the hallways where the memories go

In the world of interiors, let the past unfold

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

(doo doo doo, ding-dong)

Bells and whistles calling, calling me back home

Outro

(doo doo doo... ding-dong...)