Olalla - Blanco White

Olalla more than a name

Rest your eyes and stay in the shade

You are hiding over the hill

In a quiet never so still

From Olalla to the city lights

Somebody told me to believe in better times

From Olalla to the city lights

Somebody told me to believe

To believe

Oh Olalla where will you go?

If the line ends out on the road

There’s a story meant to be told

When the door is shut in the cold

From Olalla to the city lights

Somebody told me to believe in better times

From Olalla to the city lights

Somebody told me to believe

To believe

To believe

To believe

To believe