In the house
Where I was born
Lived a child called control
And she never let go
Of my arm
She was an evil child
We knew it well
We took her down the carousel
We left her spinning round
In the house
Where I was born
Lived a child called control
And she never let go
Of my arm
She was an evil child
We knew it good
We took her deep into the woods
She never made a sound
Let it go
Let it go
For there's no way of knowing
Which way it be blowing
Let it go
Let it go
For there's no way of finding
Which way it be winding
Years went by
Your hair grew long
You would sing your mother's songs
On a blanket by the fire
And though it soothed your soul
It almost felt like the old days
As I nodded
Nearly napping
Suddenly there came a rapping
As if someone
Gently tapping
At my chamber door