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