They say it never grows old
And no one from here ever changes
We hear the same legends told
But smile wide if not aimless
As kids we trespassed in houses that one day we'd own
Our faded footprints remind us to never let go
So never let go of me
Please let me get married at St. Mary's over on Kent Street
Don't let go
Please let me be buried in the cemetery on Pratt road
My house has a new zip code but this is my home
I'm belting your name
I drive right by your house every day
And I wonder if you hear me
It's not the same
I stumbled down these roads as a babe
But now I'm tripping over whiskey
Don't give up on me
I want to bring my kids to the playground over by Hollett Street
No don't let go
I want to kiss my wife at sunset on the beach by Glades road
My house has a new zip code but this is my home