Lyrics: Tiernan Banks/Matthew Weinberger/Noah Bennett/Patrick Fitzgerald
Music: Tiernan Banks/Matthew Weinberger/Noah Bennett/Patrick Fitzgerald
Like a candle in the rain
Let it wash off my face
I walked home on purpose
So I wouldn't get there early
Like a burning yellow sky
I'm a softly spoken guy
I walked home on purpose
So I wouldn't see you cry
We're coming home
I didn't want to notice
I didn't want to notice
There's things we wouldn't say
And I walked home on purpose
There's so much that I think
But I wouldn't ever say
This is shy town all the way
This is shy town all the way
We're coming home
I guess this is goodbye
Guess this is goodbye
As you grew up into an elegant life
My childhood room was still the centre of mine
We used to somersault from evergreen pines
Guess I knew all the words but I didn't fit
And I just don't recall you, standing on your own
I like what I do still I can't keep it goin'
It's so much and I love you, I just want to know
When you become successful, will you leave me alone then?
There's so much that I think
But I wouldn't ever say
This is shy town all the way
This is shy town all the way
We're coming home
I wouldn't ever stay
This is shy town all the way
This is shy town all the way
We're coming home