All lined up, in perfect rows By the picket fence where they used to grow Where I'd hold your hands and you'd hold me close
We were oh so young when we found our ghosts sitting side by side on the east coast
When we're caught up in fear that we both share do we let go Should we let go
And even if you walk away from me I'll still be with you maybe when our hearts have healed we'll find some comfort then If everything we built upon the hill slowly dismantled Could we find the time it takes to build it up again
Build it up again Brick by brick
It's the loneliest feeling in the world Yea when your waiting, just waiting to be found And pictures they don't do a thing for me now no their fading, just faded faces all worn out
And even if you walk away from me I'll still be with you maybe when our hearts have healed we'll find some comfort then If everything we built upon the hill slowly dismantle Could we find the time it takes to build it up again
Build it up again Brick by brick
And even if you walk away from me I'll still be with you