"Leona Street" lyrics
I've been on this new fitness kick where I walk four miles every day, yeah
I'm doing great
We'll see how long this lasts
I've even started to cook, and I've been burning through books every other day
On how to get my life straight
We'll see how long that lasts
Sometimes when I visit home, and I walk my Tampa route
I hit my mile marker and I'm right outside your house
And I wonder if you might be home too, visiting your mother and
Fighting on that old leather couch with your little brother
I wonder if you might look out, and see me on your street
Head to toe in runner's gear, cosplaying an athlete
'Cause I know you'd spit out your drink, laugh to yourself and think, "Oh
We'll see how long this lasts"
'Cause I'm not the girl that you knew, you thought
That would smoke in the back of my truck in the parking lot
Up the road, down the street, that would cough, fall asleep
Then complain till we would drive back home, no, that's not the girl you used to know
And it doesn't matter now how it all went down, we've gone our separate ways
But I remember it like it was yesterday
And nothing's the same, I'm sure you've changed
Just like the rest of us
And I wonder if I should keep on passing by your house
Or if I should change my path and possibly reroute
'Cause it's that time of year, I'll bet you're visiting your mother
And you might be out in the front yard playing football with your brother, and
You'd look up and see me there
Dripping sweat, matted hair
And you wouldn't be able to hold back your laughter
'Cause I'm not the girl that you knew before
Back in 2015, when they knew our names at the corner store
Where we'd loiter in the lobby 'cause we had no better hobbies
So we'd hang around until they closed, no, that's not the girl you used to know
I'm doing great
We'll see how long this lasts
I've even started to cook, and I've been burning through books every other day
On how to get my life straight
We'll see how long that lasts
Sometimes when I visit home, and I walk my Tampa route
I hit my mile marker and I'm right outside your house
And I wonder if you might be home too, visiting your mother and
Fighting on that old leather couch with your little brother
I wonder if you might look out, and see me on your street
Head to toe in runner's gear, cosplaying an athlete
'Cause I know you'd spit out your drink, laugh to yourself and think, "Oh
We'll see how long this lasts"
'Cause I'm not the girl that you knew, you thought
That would smoke in the back of my truck in the parking lot
Up the road, down the street, that would cough, fall asleep
Then complain till we would drive back home, no, that's not the girl you used to know
And it doesn't matter now how it all went down, we've gone our separate ways
But I remember it like it was yesterday
And nothing's the same, I'm sure you've changed
Just like the rest of us
And I wonder if I should keep on passing by your house
Or if I should change my path and possibly reroute
'Cause it's that time of year, I'll bet you're visiting your mother
And you might be out in the front yard playing football with your brother, and
You'd look up and see me there
Dripping sweat, matted hair
And you wouldn't be able to hold back your laughter
'Cause I'm not the girl that you knew before
Back in 2015, when they knew our names at the corner store
Where we'd loiter in the lobby 'cause we had no better hobbies
So we'd hang around until they closed, no, that's not the girl you used to know
Writer(s): Christine Goodwyne
