I will build a house
And not just any house
A house where we can stay after we die
I will sketch the rooms
And I will play some tunes
For music is the architect of mood
When the rain brings back
Our spirits back to life
We'll talk so sweetly all throughout the night
I will gaze, serene, your eyes of evergreen
And I will feed you moons of tangerine
I will build a house
I will build a house
I will build a house
I will build a house