So where is my brick?
Where is this brick everybody is talking about?
The brick that makes you feel alive
That special person who’s there for you
Yes that brick, the human kind
So where is my brick? Do I even need one?
I say I don’t need one but it’s not all true
I want a brick but I can also be without
A brick would be nice but it’s not all that
A brick is there for comfort, to share a life
So where is my brick? Don’t I deserve a brick?
I can be a brick, a strong one
But to make a wall you need another brick, so where is mine?