If houses tell stories
I wonder about these walls of yours and mine
They could repeat any number of things
They've heard and seen in their time
All of the angry words spoken
Then the silence that follows for days
Oh, that leaves a home feeling broken
Lord, if these walls could talk, they'd pray

If love lived here you couldn't tell
Five thousand square feet of living hell
And two hearts that need to be saved
It all died here of pure neglect
Is it too dead to resurrect
Lord, if these walls could talk, they'd pray

Two metal hands folded tight by her bed side
Asking Jesus, "Will my family be ok?"
A child of five is just too small
Her prayers alone can't save us all
Lord, if these walls could talk, they'd pray

If love lived here you couldn't tell
Five thousand square feet of living hell
And two hearts that need to be saved
It all died here of pure neglect
Is it too dead to resurrect
Lord, if these walls could talk, they'd pray