My painful past has built a wall
around me brick by brick.
Anytime I heard friends call
my stomach would make me sick.
I stayed away, locked up inside
here in this prison I built.
Anytime they'd come by, I'd hide
and I'd sleep away the guilt.
All these years, I lived in here
hanging pictures on the wall.
No one ever could get near
so rarely would they even call.
My painful past has built a wall
around me brick by brick.
Anytime I heard friends call
my stomach would make me sick.
One day I took a chance
and I gather up some bricks.
I wanted a new romance
and was going to take the risk.
I layed each brick down
and built up the stairs
and slowly climb off the ground,
forgetting all of my cares.
I looked back behind
and waved my goodbyes
at that old wall of mine
and I didn't believe my eyes:
My painful past had built a wall
around me brick by brick.
I pushed it and made it fall;
that wall had never been too thick.