The sun sets down on a southern town,
And I'm still thinking what if you turn around?
Don't make a sound,
Just let me hold you again,
You want identity just as I,
But I remember words spoken well out loud,
Take off that shroud,
Just show me all that you are
Yeah, hold me close,
Don't let me go,
This town ain't so old,
Just tell me once and I won't let you go,
You know it's so,
This town ain't so old.
You try to shake off those homesick blues,
You know that time won't heal the deepest wounds,
But I know that too,
If I could take you back there then I would,
You know that each step that we take, that we place,
You know that each time that we meet, that we face,
It's alway better when we're in here.
So yeah, hold me close,
Don't let me go,
This town ain't so old,
Just tell me once and I won't let you go,
You know it's so,
This town ain't so old.
The sun sets down on a southern sea,
And I'm still thinking what will you say to me?
Just let it be, and take me home again.
credits
from This Town,
released November 27, 2015
Written, performed, produced, recorded and mastered by P/R/P/E in various English domestic settings, and Studio B17, Bristol.
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