She washed her hands
And takes all the cash for the corner
She knows it's not right but leaves him inside
Walks towards summer
Ooo, he traces light on the wall
As he sees the Sun fall and goes searching
Oh, but he's been left by home
He washes his feet from tours on the street
Left in delis
He stands with a cab, a picture in hand
And a memory
Ooo and he never forgets
When he feels the sunset on his shoulder
Oh, that he was left by home
He speaks to footsteps in the rain
Inventing ays to feel healed
She slips away, afraid to say
Barely enough to conceal
That he was left by home
That he was left by home
That he was left, that he was left
He was left, he was left
Oh, he was left
By home
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