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

Yeah, when your waiting, just waiting to be found

And pictures they don't do a thing for me now

No, they're 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