Lyrics

You still got your keys.
You still got a hold on me.
These walls, this floor
Used to mean so much more.
This is where we lived
This is where we loved

Baby, I'm thinking of you.
Since you're gone I can't think what I'm gonna do.
I'm standing here in our room
Just waiting for you to come back to
243 West End Avenue

There's a skylight above
In the room where we used to make love.
And I can still hear the sound
Of your voice laughing out loud.
Your face in the mirror
Your scent on the chair

Forget the fighting.
Forget and forgive.
Forget what I told you.
But don't forget where we live.