Rooms We Once Knew

Back in the hallway with the creaking floor

Your old coat hanging by the door

We'd race the rain

to the corner store And split the last piece of pie

Those ordinary afternoons

The ones we never thought we'd lose

Familiar streets and faces too

I miss the way it used to be (oh)

The swing set still stands in the yard

Rusted chains and faded cards

We'd talk till the fireflies glowed

Now the echoes feel

so

far

Those ordinary afternoons

The ones we never thought we'd lose

Familiar streets and faces too

I miss the way it used to be (yeah)

Growing older feels so strange

The places stay but people change

One more evening on that swing

Just to hear the old songs ring

Those ordinary afternoons

Still linger in the quiet rooms

I carry them the whole way through