This Old Town کے بول

You ask me ‘who am I’ to come into your life. The thought of me making myself so comfortable In your heart: question and complaint, acting like a saint. In time you’ll start making yourself so comfortable This old town was made of stone, and you’re the one who found it. All the beauty it has known, I want to be around it, Girl, once upon a time love would make things right but now we know we can’t just go on, so uncomfortable. The way you smiled, acting like a child, leaning against the wall I wish we could just get away, taking it all This old town was made of stone, and it’s you who found it. All the beauty it has known, I want to be around it.