Nancy Sinatra In my Room Letras:
In my room
way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
each day's just like the last
for I lived in the past

In my room
where every night is the same
I play a dangerous game
I keep pretending he's late
And I sit and I wait

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Over there is the picture
we took when he made me his bride
Over there is the chair where
he held me whenever I cried
Over there by the window
the flowers he left...

...have all died

In my room
way at the end of the hall
I sit and I stare at the wall
hating how lonely I've grown
all alone
in my room...
Letras: In my Room Nancy Sinatra [final]