Was that a voice in the hallway,
I thought I heard a creak on the stair,
Who owns that face in the window, darling, tell me,
Eloise, is that you there,
A sudden cool tries to stall me,
An old familiar chill in the air,
And to the wall I'm pinned, Oh darling, tell me,
Eloise, is that you there
(Eloise) Something's coming over me,
(Eloise) Some old forgotten fear,
(Eloise) Ah! Take me from this misery,
Eloise I feel you here
There's worry lines on the floorboards,
And tired arms on a wingback chair,
A jeering face in the red coals burning, darling,
Eloise, is that you there
On every wall there are gentlemen come warlords,
And playboys with their slicked back hair,
I hear a brace of bell tolls churning, darling,
Eloise, is that you there
(Eloise) Something's got a hold on me,
(Eloise) Some old forgotten fear,
(Eloise) Ah! Take me from this misery,
Eloise I feel you here.