House of Love - Robert Plant, Jimmy Page

Speak to me tell me a dream

Why don’t you let me know

It’s only a key I’m locking it up

I think its got to go

And when I think about it now

We’ll build a house of love somehow

Ah, talk to me, back in your grove

You leave me walking the floor

Ah, feels strange to me I’m losing control

I can’t feel you any more

And when I think about it now

Build a house of love somehow

It hurts a little too much

It hurts a little too much

Oh, my crazy arms are empty now

So call it dying slow

Oh you’re looking at me — I can’t forget

You touch my very soul

But when I think about it now

Build a house of love somehow

A little too much

It hurts a little too much

It hurts a little too much

It hurts a little too much

Oh girl, you really do now

Ah, you hurt me child

You know you really do now

You know things get better, baby

Oh, I was running just running so hard

But things get much better baby

It’s so hard it’s so hard, so hard

Keep a-running, keep a-running, yes

Yes, it gets better, baby

My crazy arms they’re empty now

So call that dying slow

Oh, remember me I can’t forget

You touch my very soul

And when I think about it now

Build a house of love somehow

Just a little too much

Yeah, too much

It’s just a little too much

It’s just a little too much