You were headed
For the door.
Open boxes and open drawers.
You were ten and I was twelve-years-old.
'Cause your grades, they were the same.
And your dirty clothes, the same.
And you couldn't take the blame.

If you change your mind while you are out there on your own,
You can come back home.

So we headed
Down the street,
Empty pockets and dirty feet,
As the sun crept down the trees.
In your heart, oh, you were safe.
In your eyes, I saw the shame.
And they knew we couldn't stay.

I said I can't go home tonight.
Can't you see that I'm not fine?
I said I can't go home right now,
And it's a long way down from here.

So you headed for the door.
Empty boxes and open drawers.
You were ten and I was twelve-years-old.


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