Building Bridges
all i got's a rusty truck
some dreams and my guitar
out of all them three
there isn't one
that's gonna get me far
the truck don't run
the dreams are weak
the guitar's out of tune
the day just must get better
it's only ten past noon
i'm building bridges out of sand
with water and some glue
i'm building bridges that won't stand
unless they're built with you
i'm building bridges out of sand
that may not last the night
i'm building bridges out of sand
and with you i'll build them right
my roof is always leaking
my boat won't stay afloat
i'm tone deaf and i stutter
i can not hold a note
the truck has rusted floorboards
they've rusted clear on through
the thing that makes me keep it
is it's where i first kissed you
i'm building bridges out of sand
with water and some glue
i'm building bridges that won't stand
unless they're built with you
i'm building bridges out of sand
that may not last the night
i'm building bridges out of sand
and with you i'll build them right
with your voice there beside me
a new truck and new guitar
the dreams won't seem so distant
we'll be closer to the stars
a good and strong foundation
and belief in what i dream
with two hearts it is stronger
with two hearts, we're a team
i'm building bridges out of sand
with water and some glue
i'm building bridges that won't stand
unless they're built with you
i'm building bridges out of sand
that may not last the night
i'm building bridges out of sand
and with you i'll build them right
Copyright © Roger Turner | Year Posted 2018
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