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