Sunday night I heard the sound
Late night sirens all around
Wonder whose life come crashing down in this old town
Think I need some help to maintain
Cuz the cigarettes ain't enough for me these days
And everybody's gone away gone to stay in this old town
Blinded by the city lights
I need some darkness in my sky
Star light star bright wanna see you tonight in this old town
This hunger at the core of me
Is really starting to bore me
Tell me what can you do for me in this old town
Cuz it seems I just got dreams to hold on to
Like the one where I need something from you
The dream dissipates too in this old town
I want a rain to fall
I wanna be washed off my feet
I want your name to call
I wanna leave the street
I wanna float away
Flights of angels sing me to sleep
THIS OLD TOWN
Words & Music by James Hearne
© 2008, Songs de Guerre Music (ASCAP)