Zimmer

I want to build you a little room

A place you can stay, when no one else wants you

I want to build you a sanctuary

Somewhere you can sleep in peace as the thunder crashes

A haven where time and pain cease

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven where all is sublime peace

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I want to build you a little room

A place where I can hold you tight and dry your tears

I want to build you a sanctuary

Somewhere you can always find me when your hearts gets heavy

A haven where black and white fade

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven where you never need to be afraid

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I am going to build you a little room

With hammer and nail and little kisses on you forehead

I am going to build you a sanctuary

Plan it out with dreams and slowly dripping drops of blood

A haven that dust and age cannot touch

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven that safe from darkness' clutch

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb

I am going to build you a little room

With steel and stone and sealed off from the evil world

I am going to build you a sancturay

Plan it out with quick smiles and black crayons

A haven that cold and wet cannot find

Six by six by six feet, a little womb

A haven that exists only in peace of mind

Six by six by six feet, a warm tomb