Text: Wreckers (The). Stand Still, Look Pretty. Way Back Home.

Somewhere in the country
There's a place
Where nobody knows your name
When I'm feeling lonely
There's a train
That helps me run away
I know my mother
She always told me
The road would get cold
I never listened
Always forgettin'
The way back home
Somewhere in the city
There's a face
That makes it hard to stay
He never listened to me
When I'd say
That things would never change