White House - Vicky

White House - Vicky

white house - Vicky There's a white house in a town Old and scared and tumbled down I can build it up once more That's what memories are for There'a fire, a chair, a dream Was I six- or seventeen As the years go by you'll find Time plays tricks upon the mind white house joy will disappear What became of yesteryear With my mother and my father there I knew love was everywhere Was it hate that closed the door What do children know of war Old and scarred and tumbled down Gone the white house in the town