Old town, my home
I miss your trams
and whisper
nights with school children
coming out of grey buildings
Mom welcoming me
on the front door
Old town, old times
As I get bigger people change
and leave town
they carry on with their plans
melting down in a
roller coaster of memories
As I travel from
Scotland to Sweden
I gather accents & griefs
smiles & parties
Old town, old romance
As you get sweeter
I fell asleep
in another's arms.