I’m building you a house

July 10, 1977

You want you want a house on the hill

With green, green grass and a field of dill

With dreams of past where children grow

And the day will last and the sky will show

I’m building you a house with a porch

And swing, and a hearth where a fire

Can burn until spring; I’m building you a dream

Until the sun goes down

Got no hammer in my hand

Got no reason to give in

Got these eyes that always stare

Like nails they piece the warm dry air

Making me want to give in

I’m building you a house

With a window on every side

Where the wind blow even

And the clouds collide

Where the sun won’t set

Upon the world outside

I’m building you a dream

Until the sun goes down

You way you want to live

In a hole in the ground

Where the stone is cold

And the steps lead down

With dreams of the past

Locked deep in the earth

And days that will last

For what it is worth,

But I’m building you house

Made of more than dirt

I’m building a dream

That is as big as the earth.