Strangers with familiar faces
will greet me at the door.

I swear I've been here before
but your sister's house isn't quite the same as yours.
You could get lost in the driveway.
I'm blocking everyone in on the causeway.
Let me move my van.
Save me a spot at the table if you're able.

Let's give these guys a hand
because there is paper everywhere.
because there is paper everywhere.

Smiling and spinning; Blindfolded and laughing.

Strangers with familiar faces
are getting out of hand.
I knew you'd understand
where I was last year.
I didn't mean to disappear.
Just a combination of broken heart and busy.
It wasn't easy
but this song is my best apology.
So let's give these guys a hand
'cause
there is paper everywhere.

Smiling and spinning; Blindfolded and laughing.
It's time to go home.

Christine asked me
if I'd write a song about your party
and all I could say was "maybe."
and all I could say was "maybe."