"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