Do you remember the nights we stayed up talking 
in your old bedroom? 
You told me that there's a saying - 
that a persons eyes are a window to their soul. 

When the sun rose up, you said we should do this again. 
But we never got our chance to. 
I moved out, and I moved on from our home town. 
But I never forget the words that you said. 

When I moved into my new place 
I painted the walls the color of your eyes. 
I painted the walls the color of your soul. 

I'm so sorry that I left you. You were the only home I ever had.