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