Stand by yourself in the still of the night   When people are quietly sleeping.   Then up at the window a lady in white   And the wind brings the sound of her weeping.      Used to belong to a suicide queen   Who knew that she wouldn't make it   Everyone laughed as they called her a fool   Till finally she couldn't take it.   So she ended it all   In the House on the Hill.      The people who lived near they won't say a word   They look in the other direction.   They say it's a tale which they don't believe   Then they pray to the Lord for protection.   And there's no-one will talk   Of the House on the Hill.    The House on the Hill won't hurt you at all   As long as you stay outside,   And always remember the voice in the wall   A house where there's nowhere to hide      The House on the Hill won't hurt you at all   As long as you stay outside,   And always remember the voice in the wall   A house where there's nowhere to hide      A voice calls you back to the House on the Hill   Start thinking about what you're leaving,   So much going on that your feeling confused   And you don't know just what to believe in   It keeps calling you back   To the House on the Hill      It keeps calling you back   To the House on the Hill