As Iâ¬"m building up this house
I wonder what of it will stay
It seems You just take things away
And Iâ¬"ll admit I shouldnâ¬"t say these things
But I have got to hear from You somehow
Does this have a point to it?
God, I wish I could hear You
You said Youâ¬"d help me through this
I wish You didnâ¬"t have to

Why did You take this away? I wanted it
Show me that there is no need to be afraid
Can I move on now that itâ¬"s gone?

As I travel down this road
I wonder if I should turn home
All this time Iâ¬"ve felt alone
My head in my hands
Where were You when I was in need?
And I look back to find You chasing me
Sometimes I try and I miss the point of it
Itâ¬"s about time we die⬦weâ¬"re not down here for us

As Youâ¬"re tearing down this house
There is only one thing I can say
Iâ¬"m so glad You take away
And Iâ¬"ll admit things worked out for the good
And itâ¬"s about time I understood