What's Under the House - Goldspot

My grandfather built a place for you and me

It’s easily the most precious thing to me

Said even if your love was the only thing that I could write home about

Every night’s the same which when we open fire

It makes the wall between us seem a bit high

So where is your love the only thing that I wanna write home about

So don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

Don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

When he poured the ground we laid the savings in

Between our bedroom walls we laid it there within

And in the demolition we would find the promise he made

So don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

Don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

So What’s under the house

So What’s under the house you built

Aaaaah

Aaaaah

Aaaaah

So my grandfather built a place for you and me

It’s easily the most precious thing to me

Said even if your love was the only thing that I could write home about

So don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

Don’t make me the panic

Don’t make me the panic in this dream

Aaaaah

Aaaaah

Aaaaah

Aaaaah