House in the Hills
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
A house where I stay
To stare out at the lake
And drown in all
My disappointment
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
A house where the trees
Stay up weeping with me
I've been crying
When I should be sleeping
But the wind asks
Are you ready to tear it down
Are you ready
To get out of this sad town
Are you ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
My house in the hills
Of what could've been
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
I am well aware
That it's lonelier here
And there are pretty places
To be staying in
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
A place where
Poison ivy grows
But it's somewhere that I know
I can go to when my world is crumbling
Am I ready to tear it down
Am I ready
To get out of this sad town
Am I ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
I live a stone's throw
From growing old
With walls too tall
To climb them
My fire inside
Gets cold at night
Now I'm up with the moonlight wondering
I live a stone's throw
From growing old
With walls too tall
To climb them
My fire inside
Gets cold at night
Now I'm up with the moonlight wondering
Am I ready to tear it down
Am I ready
To get out of this sad town
Am I ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
My house in the hills
Of what could've been
What could've been
A house where I stay
To stare out at the lake
And drown in all
My disappointment
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
A house where the trees
Stay up weeping with me
I've been crying
When I should be sleeping
But the wind asks
Are you ready to tear it down
Are you ready
To get out of this sad town
Are you ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
My house in the hills
Of what could've been
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
I am well aware
That it's lonelier here
And there are pretty places
To be staying in
I've built a house in the hills of
What could've been
A place where
Poison ivy grows
But it's somewhere that I know
I can go to when my world is crumbling
Am I ready to tear it down
Am I ready
To get out of this sad town
Am I ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
I live a stone's throw
From growing old
With walls too tall
To climb them
My fire inside
Gets cold at night
Now I'm up with the moonlight wondering
I live a stone's throw
From growing old
With walls too tall
To climb them
My fire inside
Gets cold at night
Now I'm up with the moonlight wondering
Am I ready to tear it down
Am I ready
To get out of this sad town
Am I ready to tear it down
Just give me one more night
To hold on tight
To my house in the hills
Of what could've been
My house in the hills
Of what could've been
Credits
Writer(s): Whitney Persson
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