Got a picture of your house
And you're standin' by the door
It's black and white and faded
And it's lookin' pretty worn
See the factory that I worked
Silhouetted in the back
Memories are gray
But man, they're really coming back
I don't need to be the king of the world
As long as I'm the hero of this little girl
Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it every day
No matter what your friends might say
How I love the way you move
And the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside 'em
Like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night
And you're in bed asleep
I'll wrap my arms around you
So I can feel you breathe
And you're standin' by the door
It's black and white and faded
And it's lookin' pretty worn
See the factory that I worked
Silhouetted in the back
Memories are gray
But man, they're really coming back
I don't need to be the king of the world
As long as I'm the hero of this little girl
Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it every day
No matter what your friends might say
How I love the way you move
And the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside 'em
Like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night
And you're in bed asleep
I'll wrap my arms around you
So I can feel you breathe
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