Vannessa Carltonwhite houses

Vannessa Carlton
white houses
Crashed on the floor when I moved in.
This little bungalo with some strange new friends.
Stay up to late and I'm to thin.
We promised each other it's till the end.
Now we're spinning empty bottles just the five of us.
The pretty eyed boys girls die to trust.
I can't resist the day.
No I can't resist the day.
Jenny screams out and it's no pose.
When she dances she goes ans goes.
And feels through the notes on an inside joke.
And I'm so exited I havn't spoke.
And she's so pretty and she's so sure.
Baby I'm more clever than a girl like her.
The summer is all alone.
The summer is ending soon.
It's alright.
And it's nice not to be so alone.
But I hold on to secrets.
In white houses.
Maybe I'm a little bit over my head.
I come undone at the things he said.
And he's so funny in his bright red shirt.
We were all in love and we all got hurt.
I sneak into his cross track leather seat.
The smell of gasoline in the summer heat.
We're going way to fast.
It's all to sweet to last.
It's alright.
And I put myself in his hands.
But I hold on to secrets.
In white houses.
Love, something ignites in my veins.
And I pray it never fades.
In white houses.
Hard to explain.
Rush of blood.
And a little bit of pain.
On a cloudy day.
It's more common than you think.
Maybe you were all faster than me.
You gave each other up so easily.
The silly little boys were never men.
I fell so far from where I've been.
So I go.
And I will not be back here again.
I'm gone as the day is fading.
On white houses.
I ride with my injuries all in a dice.
In my heart it's the five of us.
In white houses.
You, maybe you'll remember me.
What I gave is yours to keep.
In white houses.
In white houses.
In white houses.