Franklin

And when we get home, I know we won't be home at all

This place we live, it is not where we belong

And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own

Going back to get away after everything has changed

Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive?

Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind?

So we stand here now and no one knows us at all

I won't get used to this

I won't get used to being gone

And going back won't feel the same if we aren't staying

Taking up our time