I left my boots out by the door like I always do

Same stack of magazines by the the kitchen sink is 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 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

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

They kept these part of me, I haven't seen in so long.

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"

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 out of 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

Being back is 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.