Trees of green and golden line the northern road
Farming land your father once worked
Is now all overgrown
You were young and restless, growing up too fast
With heartaches full of questions inside,
But too afraid to ask

You thought you could find yourself
In someone else's soul
But time has its final take
And finally takes its toll

But you can't change the water into stone,
You're only flesh and bone
Your wishing well is welling up alone
And love has a mind all of its own
Builder of a broken home, broken home

Rusted wire fences mark the county line
All the dreams you thought were out there
Were only in your mind
Oh how you wish you knew a way to understand
You held on so tight to love it shattered in your hand

But you can't change the water into stone,
You're only flesh and bone
Your wishing well is welling up alone
And love has a mind all of its own
Builder of a broken home, a broken home

And life goes on, no matter what you think
You might have done nothing wrong

You thought you could find yourself
In someone else's soul
But time has its final take
And finally takes its toll

And you can't change the water into stone,
You're only flesh and bone
Your wishing well is welling up alone
And love has a mind all of its own
Builder of a broken home

You're only flesh and bone
Your wishing well is well enough alone
And love has a mind all of its own
The builder of a broken home, a broken home

© 2004 Billy Greer.com
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