Used to be surrounded   By a forest of pine   But I made a small clearing   I called it mine      There was mist every morning   It hung suspended in air   Diffusing rays of the sunlight   Making a glow of the glare      Is it a funeral for heart and soul?   Is it a funeral for heart and soul?      One day some strangers stopped over   And so I wasn't alone   They started to like it out here   They started calling it home      Retreated into my bedroom   I was locked, barred and bored   And now the bird at my window   She doesn't sing anymore      Is it a funeral for heart and soul?   Is it a funeral for heart and soul?      I need you, sing to me   At the top of your lungs   At the top of your lungs      You never cared so why would you start now?   You never cared so why would you start now?   You never cared so why would you start now?   You never cared why would you start now?