Passed by the place where I grew up.
I guess it's only a house now.
It used to feel like home and the neighbors went out of
Their way to know my name. I'm a big boy now and they
Don't recognize me since I moved away.
Everybody's got a place to be everybody's got to do their
Own thing.
I'd like to see you but this thing called life takes all
My time.
It's not enough when you can get it for free and it takes
Too long when you don't want to be there.
I live in a house Well, it's really a room with a door
And a roof and a floor to put my stuff.
I've got bigger plans for me maybe a wife and a family
But all I want to do right now is write this song.
I'll make my lunch in the bathroom and I'll watch reruns
Of Silverspoons and I'll think about you.
