歌词
I left my boots out by the door
Like I always do
Same stack of magazines by the the kitchen sink, is nothing new
Same view out my bedroom window
Same whistle every time the wind blows
Came back a different me
But it's good to see the same old you
I packed my bags like a bat out of hell
Said, "I'm all good all by myself"
But here I am again
It's been too long, old friend
If floors could cry, and the walls could talk
I hope they'd say it ain't your fault
Standing on your front porch, I can see
I left you, but you never left me
I bet you knew that I'd be back
The day you watched me go
Now here you are, all open arms
Though I told you so
Cross-stitched pillows saying, "Home sweet home"
Ain't moved an inch since I've been gone
They kept these part of me
I haven't seen in so long
Packed my bags like a bat outta hell
Said, "I'm all good all by myself"
But here I am again, it's been too long, old friend
If floors could cry, and the walls could talk
I hope they'd say it ain't your fault
Standing on your front porch, I can see
I left you, but you never left me
You never left me
When I packed my bags like a bat outta hell
Said, "I'm all good all by myself"
Here I am again
These floors cried, and these walls talked
Wandering far don't mean you're lost
Being back is, oh, so bittersweet
I left you, but you never left me
You never left me
Came back a different me
But it's good to see the same old you
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