| I stopped by the house we called our home
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| It was a little rundown, the grass was overgrown
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| Its screendoor was opening with the wind
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| I thought I heard you called my name again
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| I wish that I could hold on to the past
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| Cos everything is changing way too fast
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| I can’t help it long for how it used to be
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| When you were here and you were loving me
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| I finally got that near to go inside
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| I made it to our bedroom door to cry
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| I always thought that we could come back home
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| These empty rooms just prove that I was wrong
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| I wish that I could hold on to the past
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| Cos everything is changing way too fast
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| I can’t help it long for how it used to be
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| When you were here and you were loving me… |