From Our House To Yours





When I was just a little kid

you became my very best friend

Soon as I had done my chores

I'd 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, 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 way from our house to yours



I'll never forget that awful day

When the moving van took you away

I cried till 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

But for ten years or more

I knew the way from our house to yours



I knew the way from our house to yours