Building Houses

A There's a light in the sand can you see it moving D by the way, by the way of the wind A F#m it's taking up on the wing of the hurricane and who knows where it come down again Bm With all these shooting stars and all these satellites F#m who will ever know, what is wrong from what is right Bm D A F#m A F#m who will ever know, what is wrong from what is right A F#m A it's a long and dusty road, or so I'm told F#m A F#m oh we could build a house on it and we could call it home A F#m A It's a dry and weary place, that we must face F#m A oh we could build a house on it and we could call it grace D A doesn't it always seem, a little hard to get by Bm A F#m A F#m always stuck in the middle when we want to be on the outside A F#m A it's a long and winding road, or so I'm told F#m A oh we could build a house on it and we could break them all D A doesn't it always seem, a little hard to get by Bm A always stuck in the middle when we want to be on the outside Bm A F#m stuck in the middle when we want to be on the outside A F#m on the outside A D A F#m (2x) Bm D F#m All these shooting stars and all these satellites F#m Bm who will ever know, what is wrong from what is right Bm D A and who will ever know, what is wrong from what is right