Suburban Home - Lostboycrow

It’s a fine like I should know

Used to walk me out my door

On the block of my suburban home

And call you with the highest hopes

Sweet September, where’d you go?

Thought I had it, now I don’t

Were you too afraid to let me know?

Never called me back

Never called me yours

You be the memory

That keeps me so cold

And I’ll be the weather

That takes you back home

There’s a side I used to show

Oh I showed you long long long ago

Up the stairs of your suburban home

I wonder would you recognize it anymore

You be the memory

That keeps me so cold

And I’ll be the weather

That takes you back home

Can you feel it?

Do you feel me?

Do you feel it?

Do you feel like coming home?