People they come and people go
Headed to who knows where
All up and down that long highway
Until they disappear
The gra** is greener on the other side
Or so they all believe
But I'm looking out a different window
I'm planted like a tree
I love this old town, I love the old sounds
Church bells ringing and a midnight train
And I'll stay as unchanged
As tin roofs and rain
Sincerely I remain
And when I leave I always come back
To the arms that hold me tight
With the ones that I love gathered around me
My shelter from the storms of life