When you lift me out of me
will I know when I’ve changed?
And when you bring me back to me,
will you bring me back to me, un-estranged?
Man, you're already home and you don't even know it.
You have a room you can return to and you'll never outgrow it.
See, you're already home when you don't know where to find it.
It's not our house that we remember,
it’s a feeling outside it,
when everyone's gone but we leave all the lights on anyway.
