Letras
Breaking down driving through the streets that lead to my first house
Knocking on the front door "do you mind if I come in?
This is the house I grew up in"
He looked about 18
Smiled said "come take a look around"
Standing in the kitchen knocked the wind out of me
Swear that i could hear little pairs of bare feet
Tapping on the tile
Tugging at her dress
It looks just like the one i'm wearing now
I wanna recognize myself
Making our way down the hall the playroom is an office now
The corner with the chair where I would color in the lines
The tree where i would sing
Isn't standing anymore
They took out the tub where I was born
(I wanna recognize myself)
Walking back to the door I turned to thank him with a smile
He says maybe he'll be coming here in 20 years
Knocking on the door
Back at his first house
To ask if he can take a look around
I held back tears and let myself out
I wanna recognize myself