FROM OUR HOUSE TO YOURS
(Kaset)
Lorrie Morgan - 1992


When I was just a little kid 
You became my very best friend 
Soon as I had doen my chores 
I 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 and 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 the way from our house to yours 

I'll never forget that awful day 
When the moving van took you away 
I cried 'til 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 
For ten years or more 
I knew the way from our house to yours 
I knew the way from our house to yours