Gus MacGregor - The House текст песни

The House
(Gus MacGregor/Judie Tzuke/Ben Mark)

Dreams like fading photographs and films
Hold their charms, stay beautiful and still
I am feeling we are driving home
Somehow I know we are on the right road

The trees are brushing the windows
As we drive through the shadowy lanes
I'm looking at you so hard in case I might catch a glimps
Of where we are again
And the rain is playing drums
On the roof of our car
And the house we thought we might live in is not far

But it's okay, you and I we'll be fine
(It's sometimes frightening, and I'm turning right here)
We have been lost, but we'll get there in time
(Well I don't worry, just keep your foot down)


Dreams like fading photographs and films
Hold their charms, stay beautiful and still
I am feeling we are driving home
Somehow I know we are on the right road