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