Текст песни Suburban Home - Lostboycrow

It's a fine line, I should know
Used to walk it out my door
On the block of my suburban home
And call you with the highest hopes
Sweet September, where'd you go?
Thought I had it, now I don't
Were you too afraid to let me know?
Never called me back
Never called me yours

But you'll be the memory
That keeps me so cold
And I'll be the weather
That takes you back home

There's a side I used to show
Oh, I showed you long, long, long ago
Up the stairs of your suburban home
I wonder would you recognize it anymore?

Oh, you'll be the memory
That keeps me so cold
And I'll be the weather
That takes you back home

Can you feel it? Can you feel it, baby?
Can you feel it? Can you feel me?
Do you feel it? Can you feel me?
Can you feel it, baby?
Feel it coming on, feel it coming on
Do you feel it? Do you feel like coming home?