Home Wasn't Built in a Day
Lyrics
Put on your worst jeans
And meet me in the living room
I have a bottle of red wine that’s waiting for you
Let sit on the floorboards
And put on some tunes
Argue about
What kind of wallpaper we will use
We’ve waited a long time for this
And now we are on our way
We have to be patient, dear
Cuz home wasn’t built in a day
Let’s dance in the kitchen
A night on the tiles
So we can feel
Something that we haven’t felt in a while
Let’s put up that picture
Of you and our friends
Then discover
That that bastard boiler is broken again
We’re hoping for good times
We’ve been hanging horse shoes
I can tell you
That there’s no room for sadness under this roof
We filled it with music
And plants we’ve grown
Maybe one day
We could share this space with some kids of our own
Writer(s): JOSEPH MAYM HAMMILL, LUCY MAYM SPRAGGAN, JOSEPH HAMMILL, LUCY SPRAGGAN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing
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