THE WHITE HOUSE

There's a white house in a town
Old and scared and tumbled down
I can build it up once more
That's what memories are for

There'a fire, a chair, a dream
Was I six- or seventeen
As the years go by you'll find
Time plays tricks upon the mind

White house joy will disappear
What became of yesteryear
With my mother and my father there
I knew love was everywhere

Was it hate that closed the door
What do children know of war
Old and scarred and tumbled down
Gone the white house in the town