Liz Longley - Little White House

Goodbye yellow walls
I'm peeling my pictures off you
Running my fingers by you one last time

I laughed and I cried in your corner
Mama cradled me in this room
And as soon as I could stand she penciled every inch I grew
Goodbye

Goodbye hardwood floor
I danced many dances on you
Went from little girl mary janes, to sneakers for soccer games and high heels on saturday nights
Goodbye

Swinging from the oak tree
Running through the yard
My first kiss on the front porch
Driving my first car
There are memories in these floor boards
Deep within the walls
Even when we're gone, they'll still echo through these halls

Goodbye little white house
I dreamt all my dreams inside you
Some went astray, some faded away and some came true

The man I waited for is standing at the door and he found us a place to call home
A little white house of our own