as always i stop to speak
some girls like to say their piece
as always i turn to you
don´t understand what you´re doing
and

light up this town
grow weary and back down
it´s such an amazing sight
to be found -
little sister leaving town

says the poet "i won´t grass"
some things are better left and not taken to task
i guess i knew she was a rose
she knows what hurts and how to hold

if your daddy he turned round
let the grass around him scream the sound
i´m so sorry for these tales you´re telling
sometimes you can´t account

light up this town
grow weary and back down
it´s such an amazing sight
to be found -
little sister leaving town

and sometimes it´s absurd
a minor triumph when you hear the words
"i´m just trying to stake my place
no real fears upon this face"

and my wishes
nobody says
all the signs when i cross the days
i´m just holding back for you
sometimes that helps too

light up this town
grow weary and back down
it´s such an amazing sight
to be found -
little sister leaving town