"I wrote this song when Jeannine was trying so hard to rise above her long buried pains in life.
I sat at her beautiful little kitchen table as we overlooked Lake Michigan and sang this song for her.
By the end, she was in tears. She asked if that song was for her. Of course it was. She seemed to love that I could tap into her heart as I did. I gave validation to her feelings through music and it touched her deeply."
Linda Steber
This Old Town
What am I supposed to do
With all these memories here of you
A life I lived one time
Now it’s not mine
How am I supposed to feel
When nothing here seems like it’s real
I’m in a fog just how you left me
With nothing but my memories
And the rain keeps falling
Tears keep pouring down
On this old town
And I keep hoping I'll find peace ‘round the bend
And this pain will end
How is love supposed to be?
If it is what you gave to me
Why would anyone go in search of love?
And if all things heal with time
I fear that I’ll run out of mine
A pain resilient to
A hundred lifetimes
Thanks to you
And the rain keeps falling
Tears keep pouring down
On this old town
And I keep hoping
I’ll find peace ‘round the bend
And this pain will end
If I could just bottle my sorrow
And drink it with someone somewhere
They’d tell me there’s always tomorrow
As I just dump it out on the ground and pretend I don’t care
And the rain keeps falling
Tears keep pouring down
On this old town
And I keep hoping
I’ll find peace ‘round the bend
And this pain will end