I left my boots out by the door like I always do Same stack of magazines by 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