Went back to where it started
When I was still wholehearted
My street was all I'd ever seen
I'd lie awake at night and dream up a face so bright
I'd swear that it was yours

I recognize every single freckle on your skin
But me, I talk before I think
I think about your favorite tee
And how it looked on me that night
We slept on your mama's porch
The first time that I ever thought
'Bout going home again
'Bout going home again
To be alone again

So you and I we parted
Thinking Skype would know our hearts
Like your mom did
And she could always tell
What me I failed to see
Until, until it was too late for me to

Recognize how your eyes just wandered off
And I forgot to think before I talked
And you, you forgot to laugh
And I still wear your favorite tee
It just got stuck on me that night
We slept on your mama's porch
The first time that I ever thought
'Bout going home again
'Bout going home again
To be alone again

I think about your favorite tee
And how it looked on me that night
We slept on your mama's porch
The first time that I ever thought
About the baby things
The words that pulled me in
That kept us wondering
If we could pull it off