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