Who is in that house? 
I opened the door to see
Who is up the stairs?
I’m walking up foolishly

And at the end of the hall was a door 
And I got pulled in by a sound
But I wish I’d never found 

In the privacy of your own room 
Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom 
Where I just don’t understand 
In the privacy of your room 
Look away now, look away now 
At the moon 

Is somebody watching me?
You really shouldn’t see
Why did you climb that last stair
You found me unaware

What I’m doing now it’s my own
And I don’t want it to be known
And it has to just remain

In the privacy of my own room 
Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom 
Where you just don’t understand 
In the privacy of my room 
Look away now, look away now 
At the moon 

Puzzle me now with mystery clothes 
These apples I love, these apples I loath
And always forgive the future [bad word] For stealing the light from the sun