Your picture's in the closet covered with a sheet
That used to drape our bed
And I can't find your glasses on the table
Where you often sat and read
Your car's down at the station
And your clothes are in the cleaners being pressed
That's why the house is empty oh thank God
Your memory's finally gone to rest
Your chair is being covered
It had finally seen the best of better days
The kids put up your tennis racket
Now nobody hardly ever plays
Your coffee mug is gone
And by mistake the Goodwill people took your desk
That's why the house is empty oh thank God
Your memory's finally gone to rest
Your memory's gone away from home
Finally it's leaving me alone alone
There's nothin' left to think about
Nothin' to remember or regret
Now the house is empty oh thank God
Your memory's finally gone to rest
Now the house is empty oh thank God
Your memory's finally gone to rest