They say that life is a building
A house, oh so pretty for me
All my hope here is fading
Delusions of a prosperous breed
We wait for this house to come crashing
Please don't worry, it's not so bad
We can always start over
Not all the rubble is trashed
They say that life is your making
You are what you eat, don't oversleep
But how can that be? Maybe rubble can't see
A builder holds us in his hands
We wait for this house to come crashing
Please don't worry, it's not so bad
We can always start over
Not all the rubble is trashed
Is this it, the house that was built by love?
Is this it, the house that was built by love?
Is this it, the house that was built by love?