My Parent's House

Time, time when you stayed over
Stayed in bed forever, the mail piled at the door
Time, we lost track of the hours
Pizza boxes tower on the floor beside the bed

Time, my body's sore from something
It surely wasn't walking
Our friends thought we were dead

And I can't recreate those times we used to have
Without you they'll be bad
Lets meet next month at my parents house they'll be
Away like they were then, away like we were then

Time, you'll met someone new
Someone who likes you, not like I liked you
Time, you ask him if he'll mind
Of course he'll surely mind, so just leave him for me

Will you meet me and we'll try to set things right
I want things to be right
And I bet we'll stay in bed for days and never leave
And never want to leave and never have to leave