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Thereâs a house, thatâs not on a hill
And the paintâs chipping off
Of the old window sill
Thereâs a tree in the front yard
Thatâs older than me
And older than all of you
Thereâs a smell that the heat makes
It reminds me of Christmas
And birthdays in December
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
But things they fade
She would kiss my hand
She would kiss my head
Then sheâd fall asleep with me
In my tiny bed
She would sing me lullabies
Gave me my hazel eyes
And then sheâd call me beautiful
She made me beautiful
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
I remember her
I remember her
I remember her so well
But things they fade
Things turn to grey
As much as I try to save them
They turn grey
Just like the house, thatâs not on a hill
With all of the rust on the gate
The chips on the sill
But I love it still
- Album:
- Hell No (Single)
- Lights Out
- Human Again
- Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (Single)
- Everybody
- Be OK
- Miscellaneous
- Girls And Boys
- Sex And The City Vol 2
- Parachute (Single)
- Into You (Single)
- Celebrate
- Hell No
- The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto: The Musical Companion
- Everybody (Bonus Track Version)
- Compilation
- Demos For Betty (Benefiting the Staten Island Museum)
- San Francisco
- We Love Summer 2014
- Lights Out (Deluxe Version)