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If its time that you want
If its space that you need
Then darling go find it thats alright by me
I'll be building a house that you may never see
I'll be working my hands to the bone
I'll be working my hands to the bone
Just know that you have the respect you deserve
As you cling to your courage and your efforts to serve
The conviction you hold
From the Lessons you've learned
As you whispered that I'd be alright
And that I needed to learn how to fight for you
So whenever you come back from wherever you roam
I'll be building a house that just might be our home
I'll be working my hands to the bone
I'll be working my hands to the bone
The most beautiful thing that I've ever seen
Was the face of my lover as she turned to leave
And she kissed me as if she was some sort of queen
And I suddenly realized that she was
And what a fool I had been with her love
Somehow I think if I write enough songs
I can win back the time and the things I've done wrong
And you'll hear one one day
And you'll admit you belong here with me in this house that I've made
âCause the beds way to big for me anyways
So whenever you come back from wherever you roam
I'll be building a house that just might be our home
I'll be working my hands to the bone
I'll be working my hands to the bone
If you see her in ireland, with her hands way up high,
Know that she is a songbird, who's longing to fly.
And don't cage her unless you just want her to die
Darling, it's time to be free.
Thanks for making a man out of me.
So love if you come out to one of the shows,
And you hear me strumming this old song alone,
Just know that I saved you your old microphone.
And I've finally learned to fight.
And you can tell me that you are alright.
So whenever you come back from wherever you roam,
I'll be building a house, that just might be our home.
I'll be working my hands to the bone,
I'll be working my hands to the bone.
If you find a love that does what i could not do,
As you discover yourself while you toil through school
Cast your memory back to this old fool,
That is working his hands to the bone.
I'll be working my hands to the bone.
So whenever you come back from wherever you roam,
I'll be building a house, that just might be our home.
I'll be working my hands to the bone,
I'll be working my hands to the bone.