Brick And Stone

Well, soft as leaves in autumn
Lying in a pool of rain
Give you silk and cotton, girl
Let me speak your name
Oh child, let me speak your name
I helped you cross the river
Taking comfort in your hand
Gazing past your shoulder, girl
I knew I’d be your man
I knew I’m gonna be your man
Oh child, gonna be your man
Whose name walks behind you
And whose shadow crosses mine
Whose eyes get caught in wonder
Well, I take that as a sign
Oh child, gonna take that as a sign
Take that as a sign
You talk of things that matter
You speak of brick and stone
But I’m gonna be your resting place
And child, you can be my home
Oh, you can be my home
Oh, you can be my home
You talk of things that matter
You speak of brick and stone
But I’m gonna be your resting place
And girl, you can be my home
Oh, you can be my home
Oh child, you can be my home