Sand, Stone, Cobwebs and Dust

This Love You can't cover it up With Sand, Stone, Cobwebs or Dust, And this Love You can't build it up Then knock it down Or lock it up In a tomb of loss Love Prepare to meet your maker Prepare to fall If love is the Undertaker You'll fall, you'll fall, you'llfall, you'll fall, Look out across the last green acre, Reach out and call, But give in to the Wonder-maker, You'll fall, you'll fall, you'll fall, you'll fall, You walk out on loves protection Prepare to fall You're facing a love defection No walls, no walls, no walls, no walls, And if you're looking in the right direction, I'll break your fall, But beware of the past connection, They call, they call, they call, they call...