1,2,1,2,3 Got no nails, in the floor Got no hinges on the door Empty frames on the walls Ain't no ghost in the halls You can build with earth and stone Make a place of your own But the house that has no love Is the house that never was Got no dog, on the stair Got no car, in the shed Ain't no number, on the sign Ain't no bird up on the power line You can build with earth and stone Make a place of your own But the house that has no love Is the house that never was Wind don't blow through the trees No one comes and no one leaves You can live anywhere But it don't mean you're really there You can build with earth and stone Make a place of your own But the house that has no love Is the house that never was Yeah the house that has no love Is the house that never was