The Builder (Shelter Me)

Copyright 1995 Robert Lindsay Nathan, Jr.

If you’re wondering why I haven’t written
Or why I haven’t bothered to call,
It’s not that I’ve lost my feelings for you
Or the fact that we’ve ended it all

I’ve been building a fortress of stone
Around the hope that’s left in my life
And every course that I’ve laid, is a year I’ve paid
Wondering if my plans could be right

And the roof will keep out the weather
And the windows will keep out the wind
And the dreams that I keep, on the daytime of sleep
Will help this old worn heart to mend

So if you’re wondering why I haven’t written
Or why I haven’t bothered to call
It’s not that I, sit alone and cry
Behind this psycho-traumatic wall

I’ve been building a fortress of stone
Around the hope that’s left in my life
And the warmth that’s inside, is what’s left of my pride
That your tongue carved away like a knife.

And the roof will keep out the weather
And the windows will keep out the wind
And the door to my past, I can never unlatch
Lest the beasts of the night crawl in

Shelter me from the weather
Shelter me from the wind
Shelter me from, all the things that I’ve done
Shelter me from what might have been

Shelter me from the weather
Shelter me from the wind
Shelter me from, all that I have become
Shelter me from all I have been

Oh shelter me……