To Build A Home
There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills…
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust…
This is a place where I don’t feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home…Cause, I built a home
Wooden floors, walls and window sills…
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust…
This is a place where I don’t feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home…Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
for me
And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust…
Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it’s knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me……
Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
Until it disappeared
from me
from you
And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust……..
Écrit par :admin
Elle est pas encore vendue ….
Pensais pas que Watson te filerai le blues a ce point , du coup ecoute Sally Ford » addicted «
comme tu le sais je suis en train de planer avec cette chanson …..
j espere que tu vas bien.