Brick and wood, mortar and plane
Labor`s love, a little faith
You can see the structure taking form.
Ancient tools, a new design
Taking care, taking time
We`ve seen so many houses fall before.
CHORUS:
We are building a house growing tall before our eyes
Stone on stone, watch it rise!
We are building a house with our hands, with our songs
May it stand as long as our lives.
As we tinker with the plans
Gentle friends lend their hands
Laying down a sturdy hardwood floor
For the future, from the past
Room to change, built to last
Come the snows of winter we`ll be warm.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
And sometimes you`ll need a vacation (I`ll need one too)
Sunning on the sand, running in a blinding rain.
After the recreation
We can sleep in our own bed once again.
That easy chair you`ve always known
Photographs from long ago
Thanksgiving Day parade moving in
So many books upon the shelves
So much more to teach ourselves
Under this roof we shall begin.
CHORUS