I built you a house
In a secret place
With beautiful crimson walls.
I made quite certain
That you had enough space.
No doors, no windows, no halls.

I made you a place
To lay your head,
To sleep all your worries away.
And I did my best
To make sure you're well fed,
Anything to promise you'd stay.

I built you a house
In a sacred place
With pealing crimson walls.
I did all I could do
Just to see your face.
Then everything started to fall.

No windows, no doors,
So you just couldn't leave
And me - I could not come inside.
I helplessly felt
And could clearly perceive
The moment when you suddenly died.

I built you a house.
Could have sworn that I did.
But now it's just barren and sad.
And all that remains
Are these faded red walls
And the pain of someone I once had.