Song | This Town |
Artist | Gretchen Peters |
Album | Circus Girl: The Best of Gretchen Peters |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
this town is a lot like me | |
sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
i wonder what’s gonna become of this town | |
this town has its highs and lows | |
and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
people come through but they don’t hang around | |
nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
this town has its own sweet charms | |
open your heart and it’ll open its arms | |
take you by the hand and show you around | |
there’s still a lot of life left in this town | |
all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
this town can’t get no rest | |
everybody thinks that they know best | |
they’re either building it up or they’re tearing it down | |
they can’t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
pullin on my body like an undertow | |
this town is a lot like me | |
a little coat of paint & some TLC | |
and she’ll light right up if you come around | |
you know that you never wanna leave this town |
this town is a lot like me | |
sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
i wonder what' s gonna become of this town | |
this town has its highs and lows | |
and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
people come through but they don' t hang around | |
nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
this town has its own sweet charms | |
open your heart and it' ll open its arms | |
take you by the hand and show you around | |
there' s still a lot of life left in this town | |
all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
this town can' t get no rest | |
everybody thinks that they know best | |
they' re either building it up or they' re tearing it down | |
they can' t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
pullin on my body like an undertow | |
this town is a lot like me | |
a little coat of paint some TLC | |
and she' ll light right up if you come around | |
you know that you never wanna leave this town |
this town is a lot like me | |
sadder and wiser than it used to be | |
a little sprawled out, a little rundown | |
i wonder what' s gonna become of this town | |
this town has its highs and lows | |
and a hole in the middle where nobody goes | |
people come through but they don' t hang around | |
nobody wants to get to the heart of this town | |
this town has its own sweet charms | |
open your heart and it' ll open its arms | |
take you by the hand and show you around | |
there' s still a lot of life left in this town | |
all that i can see is lovers kissing in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all that i can hear another late night symphony | |
the sound of traffic moving like an undertow | |
this town can' t get no rest | |
everybody thinks that they know best | |
they' re either building it up or they' re tearing it down | |
they can' t seem to love it like it is, this town | |
all i wanna do tonight is kiss you in the street | |
swaying to the beat of a rusty radio | |
all i wanna do is feel your arms around me too | |
pullin on my body like an undertow | |
this town is a lot like me | |
a little coat of paint some TLC | |
and she' ll light right up if you come around | |
you know that you never wanna leave this town |