Milk Carton Kid

This don't feel like home anymore.
Nothing's familiar when I walk through my door.
So I thank the heavens, or who's ever in charge.
This don't feel like home anymore.

I don't feel the pain I once did.
One day it just vanished, like a milk carton kid.
On a rooftop, set free, in a hurricane wind.
I don't feel the pain I once did.

Home was just a broken heart,
driveway to park a car.
memory of a dream long since in discard.

So you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart,
That this don't feel like home anymore.

I no longer feel such a shame.
Since the day she stood beside me at a football game.
And I knew that I loved her before I knew her name.
I no longer feel such a shame.

Home was just a broken heart,
driveway to park a car.
memory of a dream long since in discard.

So you won't be surprised at the joy in my heart
That this don't feel like home anymore.

This ain't no time for regret.
To witness without mercy, but neither to forget.
If we keep looking backwards, it'll break our necks.
This ain't no time for regret.