my house is no mansion
but it still holds my treasures
things that will never be sold
there's a few things in this world
that just can't be measured
by money
by silver and gold
my house is filled with the things that i love
from her smile in the mornin'
to her soft goodnight hugs
her whisper
her laughter
everything that she does
my house is filled with the things that i love
this old bed that we sleep on
don't have satin covers
but it holds some great memories
no decorations can make better lovers
in her arms i feel like a king
my house is filled with the things that i love
from her smile in the mornin'
to her soft goodnight hugs
her whisper
her laughter
everything that she does
my house is filled with the things that l love
yes
my house is filled with the things that i love