Everyday Will Be Like a Holiday
WILLIAM BELL, BOOKER T. JONES
Your clothes and your pictures that has made you live
In that little dream house you once shared with me
My heart is as empty as where our house used to be
You see I just burned a dream you once shared with me
I searched for the answer but all that I found
Was to just light a match and burnt it to the ground
So when they come for me like I know they'll do
So I just burned a dream what else could I do
I searched for the answer but all that I found
Was to just light a match and burnt it to the ground
So when they come for me like I know they'll do
So I just burned a dream what else could I do