Your Town

HE NEVER LOVED ELVIS AND HE LAUGHED AT JAMES DEAN
NO LIVE FAST DIE YOUNG CRAZY EIGHTEEN
A SMALL ROOM IN A SHARE HOUSE IN A SUBURB OF TOWN
WAS ONLY TV EXPECTATIONS TOLD HIM LIFE HAD LET HIM DOWN
HE DIDN’T DREAM OF MORE THAN A PLACE OF HIS OWN
A PRETTY GIRL TO LOVE WHEN HE’S FEELIN’ ALONE

IN YOUR TOWN

HE REMEMBERS HIS MOTHER AND THE WAY THAT SHE FOUGHT
TO KEEP THEM TOGETHER WHEN THEY TOOK LOVE TO COURT
AND THE MAN WITH THE BOTTLE THAT HE KNEW AS DAD
WHO LOVED LIKE ONLY A WOUNDED HEART CAN
HE REMEMBERS THESE THINGS BUT DOESN’T SHOW THEM AT ALL
BOYS DON’T CRY AND FROZEN TEARS DON’T FALL

IN YOUR TOWN

YEAH THE STREETS OF YOUR TOWN ARE ALIVE WITH THE DREAMS
OF ORDINARY PEOPLE JUST LIKE YOU AND ME

SO LIFE’S A SOAP OPERA AND TRUE LOVE’S JUST A DREAM
THE SILENCE IS DEAFENING BUT THE SIRENS STILL SCREAM
IF YOU’RE LUCKY YOU CAN LOOK OUT AT THE WORLD GOING BY
AND SAY THERE BUT FOR THE GOOD GRACE OF GOD GO I
BUT IN A SMALL ROOM SOMEWHERE THERE’S STILL SOMEONE’S SON
WHO ONCE TOOK HIS FIRST STEPS WHO ONCE WAS LOVED

IN YOUR TOWN