*The White house(casabianca)* -Vicky Leandros- There's a white house in a town Old and scared and tumbled down I can build it up once more That's what memories are for There's a fire, a chair, a dream Was I six- or seventeen As the years go by you'll find Time plays tricks upon the mind White house joy will disappear What became of yesteryear With my mother and my father there I knew love was e..