Miles and miles the tongues of the ocean  
tarmac and teenage tears
Life it just happens those roads and the lessons
always from things I feared 
  
When I was young  
I cared for no one 
I had my fun 
but I was broken  
  
Piece by piece  
Stone by stone 
What is beneath  
is above as below
  
Where is my home?
Where is my garden?
When I’m alone 
I am surrounded  
  
Love with condition a family tradition
don’t make it right or wrong 
Now for the reverse of pain to you endured
you were the strongest one
  
When you were young 
life was a struggle
No one would come  
to ease the trouble
  
Piece by piece  
Stone by stone  
What is beneath  
is above as below  
  
We’ll build a home 
We’ll grow a garden
When we get old
will we stay open? 
Open, open, will we stay open?
  
You are my home 
You are my garden
When we get old
will we stay open? 
Open, open, will we stay open?