[ Featuring the Neighbors ]
I was standing on the sidewalk, the wind swept me off the ground.
Flying like an airplane, felt like the speed of sound.
Past the moon, through the darkness, it took me back in time.
I landed on my old front porch, in 1999.
There was joy in the kitchen, but sadness in the eyes,
All the people standing around, telling stories I recognize.
Almost 20 years since the last time we spoke.
We were eating at the airport. I was laughing at your jokes.
You, you never leave my heart.
You never leave my heart.
I saw myself talking to old friends, that I haven't seen in years.
One moved away to LA, one's a real estate financier.
The reverend held court in the corner. Mom cried with all who came.
When I went to bed that evening, I had never felt so strange.
You, you never leave my heart.
You never leave my heart.
I disappeared back into the darkness, the wind flew me home.
Still standing on the sidewalk, confused and alone.
It's always a benediction, to be reminded that you're gone.
You're a truth and a fiction, a vision and a song.
You, you never leave my heart.
You never leave my heart.
