It's been one whole year exactly to the date
Where I gave it all up yeah I threw it away
But it's high time, my sights are set on you
I'd say my best comes from my worst of times
But as the critics choice I'll write my lines
But this just in the headline reads you've changed
I'll keep this short and discrete
So call me home cause I'll always be here
And you can always come home
When I think about the past year, past year
I knew you never had a chance
But you can always come home
Cause you've been cold like the winter and dark when it rains
But if this is what you wanted then its all the same
But I just wish you knew what I know now
But if I'm just lying tell me what is the truth?
Or does that just seem a bit hard to explain?
(Whoa oh, Whoa oh oh, Whoa, Whoa)
So call me home cause I'll always be here
And you can always come home
When I think about the past year, past year
I knew you never had a chance
But you can always come home
Yeah you can always come home
If I wrote you symphony would you be into me?
I'd write the words down to keep you around
At least for today
(Don't ask me Id rather just sit here and wonder)
(The way that we are, the way that we were)
(And how did we end up like this?)
