If I came back home
Would you still pick me up
At the Peter Pan bus station
At three o'clock
Well, I guess the party's through
And goodbyes never suited you
Won't you unfold those arms
And give me some love
'Cause you, you've had enough
Of my surprise arrivals and these silly little songs
Is there a point to me speaking if you're holding a grudge
Now I'm getting older too
And those things I swore would always be true
As I keep living I watch them come undone