From Our House To Yours — текст песни (Lorrie Morgan)

When I was just a little kid
you became my very best friend
Soon as I had done my chores
I`d beat a path from our house to yours
One Christmas we both asked for bikes
One in red, one blue and white
I`ll never forget that magic morn`
My first ride from our house to yours

From our house to yours
Twenty-one mailboxes, twenty-one doors
For ten years or more
It was back and forth from our house to yours

One summer we both had a crush
On a boy who lived down the road from us
He liked me but he liked you more
I watched him go from our house to yours
I remember the day you turned thirteen
Thought you had grown too old for me
But I taught you make-up, you taught me boys
We burned up the phone lines from our house to yours

From our house to yours
Seven numbers, twenty-one doors
For ten years or more
I knew way from our house to yours

I`ll never forget that awful day
When the moving van took you away
I cried till my eyes were red and sore
Five hundred miles from our house to yours
It had been a while since you crossed my mind
Then a card in the mailbox at Christmas time
With an evergreen wreath on a red front door
Saying lots of love from our house to yours

From our house to yours
Too many years, too many doors
But for ten years or more
I knew the way from our house to yours

I knew the way from our house to yours