Maybe you were too young
Maybe you were broke
Did I cause you to suffocate?
Did I make you choke?
I've been floating around in Venice
And I've walked the streets of Rome
I tried to fill these empty spots with these endless streets I roamed
But I would turn back home
If you'd ask me to
I would forgive the things you've said and done
If you'd ask me to
But only then
And only then
I found my medicine
I found substitutes for you
I took what I could grab
And I took other stuff too
There's a tree deep inside of me
I wanted to __ with me
But I was never your intention
I was never meant to be
But I would turn back home
If you'd ask me to
I would forgive the things you've said and done
If you'd ask me to
But only then
And only then
My kids asked me what you're doing there
On a picture on our shelf
I said 'it makes me think of you
And it keeps the past from repeating itself'
I'm not trying to put guilt on your shoulder
I'm not trying to put guilt on your shoulder
But I never turned back home
You never asked me to
But I never turned back home
It was up to you