Golden House by The Bilinda Butchers Lyrics

And now that it's over I can feel free
To say all the things that you have done to me
Because I have a boy who loves to sing me songs
With tender heart I know that I've been all along

White flowers wilt when I would see his face
Abandoned dreams of love to find their place
With every bruise endured I would think of you

And I know I can't break down
I can't break down
To build, to build, to build
To build this Golden House

I pray, I pray, I pray to Heaven
Come back, to me, my tears are hidden
To build, to build
To build this Golden House

And I know I can't break down
I can't break down