Texty:
Umbrellas Comfort In Suffering

So often I'd stand On my front porch And I'd watch The car wrecks all night long It's Christmas eve And I've had too much to drink The house is quiet

So often I'd stand on my front porch and I'd watch the car wrecks all night long it's Christmas Eve, and I've had too much to drink the house is quiet

So often I'd stand on my front porch and I'd watch the car wrecks all night long it's Christmas Eve, and I've had too much to drink the house is quiet