[Verse 1]

Pulling back, the rain is wet

You're still inside it all

And what's yours in the morning

By the night, it all could fall

You sound so good to me

And I have to say

I'm glad it wasn't me

Who had to walk away

[Verse 2]

Memory is heavy when you have to write

The pictures that are scattered

They swell up in your eyes

And how much becomes yours

What can you throw away?

All this it matters on moving day

[Verse 3]

Sweeping out from under the bed

Afraid of what you'll find

Looking out windows for the last time

Ooh, ooh

See past that face in front of you

And lift your head

Leave the saddest room