How can I have the courage
To come back
If the road I remember by heart
Does not lead home anymore?
How can I be at peace
If the person sleeping in my room
Doesn't know that I used to look out the window
And you would be sitting outside
On the same chair, everyday?
The door creaks with other's footsteps
and fills the space that our laughter left
How can we come back home
If home has long forgotten us?