Текст George Strait – House Across The Bay

Walkin’ down this lonely stretch of beach
She and I, walked down a thousand times
I just can’t force myself to give her up
Like all the things she left behind

It gets cold here in the wintertime
And my mind drifts away
To that house across the bay.
A long talk and a glass of wine
And we’d love the night away,
But that was yesterday
In that house across the bay.

Her laughter was contagious
Her walk, her talk, her smile lit up every room.
They say things happen for a reason,
But I can’t find one good reason
Why she’s gone so soon.
Life just seems to hang
On every thought and everything
We used to be.

It gets cold here in the wintertime
And my mind drifts away
To that house across the bay.
A long talk and a glass of wine
And we’d love the night away,
But that was yesterday
In that house across the bay.

There was sunshine everyday
And we’d love the night away