I left my boots out by the door like I always do
Same stack of magazines by the the kitchen sink, it's nothin' 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 outta hell
Said, "I'm all good all by myself"
Well, here I am again
It's been too long, old friend
If floors could cry and walls could talk
I hope they'd say, "It ain't your fault"
Standin' 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 sayin' "home sweet home"
Ain't moved an inch since I've been gone
You kept these parts of me I haven't seen in so long
I packed my bags like a bat outta hell
Said, "I'm all good all by myself"
Well, here I am again
It's been too long, old friend
If floors could cry and walls could talk
I hope they'd say, "It ain't your fault"
Standin' 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
Wanderin' far don't mean you're lost
Bein' back, it's all 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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