Holiday House کے بول

Drive all night Up to the old driveway Looking for the holiday house Where love runs about Friends who wore Ribbons in their hair Talked about a new doomsday And the old window displays Hang my head Off of the swimming pool Into the bittersweet Under the Milky Way La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la Open the holiday book Look at the pictures you took When you light the fire You will see their smiles Long driveway Give all your cares away Look at the skies above Look at the mourning dove Look at another day Sweet little runaway Running through the high cornfields Scratches that do feel real La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la Drive all night Up to the old driveway Looking for the holiday house Where love runs about Drive, drive, drive Up to the old driveway Looking for the holiday house Where love runs about Here's to the holiday house (la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) We can go nowhere now (la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) Here's to the holiday house (la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) We can go nowhere now (la-la-la, la-la-la, la, la) La, la-la, la-la-la, la La, la-la, la-la-la, la