Hayden My Parents House Lyrics

My Parents House Lyrics

Time, time when you stayed over

stayed in bed for ever

mail piled at the door

Time, we lost track of the hours

pizza boxes tower

the floor beside the bed



Whistling...(same chord pattern as above)



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

A way like we were then



Whistling...(same pattern as below)



Time, you'll have 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.