Deborah Blando other people s houses

I like to look into other people´s houses
I like to see inside
I get a thrill from other people´s houses
I get no thrill from mine
My house is lonely
It´s full of memories
And things that I regret, eh, eh
I'd rather just keep walking
through the night
It helps me to forget
I like to see inside other people´s houses
I lose control
I can´t help myself
I like to look into other people´s houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here and cannot touch
At least I can want
I need to look when everybody doesn´t
I like to see inside
There´s such a mystery in other people´s houses
No mistery left in mine
My house is crowded,
filled up with loneliness
There´s no more room at all
I'd rather just keep walking through the night
And see right through the walls
I like to see inside other people´s houses
It turns me on
I can´t help myself
I like to look into other people´s houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here
and can not touch
At least I can want
So many houses
So many stories
I like to watch them all
I see the fighting
I see the loving
I see right through the walls
I like to see inside other people´s houses
I lose controlI can´t help myself
I need to look into other people´s houses
Pretend I'm in there
Although I'm out here
and cannot touch
At least I can want
Na na na na, Na na na
Oh oh oh oh
Na na na na, Na na na
Oh oh oh oh
Oh, woah oh oh