House I Used To Call Home – Will Jay

It was here on this floor that I learned to crawl
And I took my first steps in the upstairs hall
Crazy back then how it seemed so big to me
I can still see the marks on the closet door
Mom and dad started measuring me at four
That was always my favorite spot for hide and seek

So to whoever lives next
I have only one request
Promise me that you’ll take care
Of the place that knew me best
I’ll pack my memories and go
So you’ll have room to make your own
Just be good to the house
That I used to call home

There’s the window where I would sneak out at night
Had my first kiss right under the back porch light
When she broke my heart, didn’t leave my room for weeks
18, backing out of the driveway
Even though everything was about to change
It’d be there at the end of the street waiting for me

So to whoever lives next
I have only one request
Promise me that you’ll take care
Of the place that knew me best
I’ll pack my memories and go
So you’ll have room to make your own
Just be good to the house
That I used to call home

I’ll pack my memories and go
So you’ll have room to make your own
Just be good to the house
That I used to call home

Now I’ve gathered my things in a cardboard box
Found the old blanket I thought was lost
It’s the last time that I’ll feel this floor under my feet
As I’m leaving, this house never looked so small to me