Description

Pop singer songwriter, Slow tempo, retro, laid back, relaxed, sunny, carefree, love song, ballad, 1950s, 50's, Female vocals, electric guitar, bass, drums, strings

Lyrics

this place ain't nothing like i remember from way back when the seeds have all grown no longer call home these streets that they grew up in maybe it's me think the world would agree ain't no beauty like that which youth can see but my heart still beats the same as when we were running through back woods when trouble in life had no name now i'm moving on oh every last piece of this old world everything is gone now i wonder what do i hope to find behind in rust colored memories i see through eyes like a child and i'm thrown back wishing i could stay, just where i'm at 'cause my heart still beats the same as when we were running through back woods when trouble in life had no name so hard moving on but every last piece of this old world yeah everything is gone don't wake me i fear i'll never return so i'll be right here always searching for my way back home my way back home