This old town
Where I was raised
Always seems to be
Underneath my skin
Well I guess I am moving on
Well I guess I am moving on
No city lights
To distract me at all
Quite enough
To hear the sea talk
Well I guess I am moving on
Well I guess I am moving on
I take my ways away with me
I take my ways away with me
I calm like the storm and fierce like the sea
I take my ways away with me
Little bleary eyed
From drinking too much
I am getting older
But I don't feel grown up
Well I guess I am moving on
Well I guess I am moving on
I take my ways away with me
I take my ways away with me
I calm like the storm and fierce like the sea
I take my ways away with me