Left This Town

Yeah, no one ever leaves this town, at least that's what I've been told|Your roots are in this ground, this is where you're supposed to get old|It ain't far from the fast ol' four lane and we both made our jokes|About making a break for it one day, but I never had the guts to go||I remember last December,|Standing on the edge of town|Watching that north wind carry you out|With all of my dreams, I still can't believe|Driving these streets and looking around,|I thought nobody left this town||You were always the bright light kind who found a way to get away|You never said what you were hoping to find|So I tell myself you needed some space,|It wasn't me and it wasn't this place||I remember last December,|Standing on the edge of town|Watching that north wind carry you out|With all of my dreams, I still can't believe|Driving these streets and looking around,|I thought nobody left this town||Yeah, I remember that cold December,|Standing on the edge of town|Watching that north wind carry you out|With all of my dreams, I still can't believe|Driving these streets and looking around,|I thought nobody left this town|Ever left this town||Yeah no one ever leaves this town, at least that's what I've been told|