(Billy Dean/David Gates)      The movers came today   To take out things away   Memories that we held so dear   One by one they're out of here   I hung the "for Sale" sign   On what was yours and once was mine   One last look around to find   Any home we might have left behind   But the emptiness rings true   There's really nothing left to do.      Cause I'm not needed here now   You made it clear to me somehow   If it's not built on love   A home is just a house   So I'll close and clock this door   Not comin' back here anymore   It's time to face the fear   I'm not needed here now.      That's where he said his prayers   And learned to climb the stairs   Every room has history   That holds a part of you and me   In my heart it's getting through   It's tellin' me that without you.      Cause I'm not needed here now   You made it clear to me somehow   If it's not built on love   A home is just a house   So I'll close and clock this door   Not comin' back here anymore   It's time to face the fear   I'm not needed here now.      It's time to face the fear   I'm not needed here now...