Broken Home - Seventh Key

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