Old Friend, I’ve come back home.

Old Friend, I've come back home.

I missed you, despite it all.

The world has turned, and you're still here.

And for that, I am thankful.

It still smells like rain out here,

And that door still creaks.

But I love it, almost as I used to.

I hear you've got a new girlfriend?

Well, it couldn't have been me, anyway.

I don't know why I even brought it up.

It's cold outside,

But it's dry, so I don't mind.

Do you mind if I come in?