House Full Of Music - Matthew Logan Vasquez

There she stands

Clothed in white, pretty

She’s ready for the day

In that dress that she made

Looking only at me

Making a promise

To love and to cherish

Until death takes you from me

Oh, the years roll on

More good days than bad

Raising our boys

And all of the joy

That a father could have

A house full of music

I wanna kiss you forever

That’s not how it would be

I cut through the air (He cut through the air)

In my L-29 (In his L-29)

The last thing I saw (The last thing he saw)

Was God’s holy light

Well, I ain’t no saint (He ain’t no saint)

But I love someone true (He loves someone true)

Had I a say, you know I would stay

Heaven’s all I could choose

A house full of music

I wanna kiss you forever

Well, I’ll be watching over you

(Flip over the record)