I walk the roads of home,
And I look at the same places I know.
But they're different now,
And I don't know why.
What's going on?
What's happening to this small town?
Where'd Cooper Deli go?
The old library, it's a teaching center now.
Why are all the changes made long ago,
Getting to me now?
I'm battling qualm,
In the same streets I've walked on for years.

My only qualms
Should be not getting to lay eyes on you sooner
But in a perfect world, that would be the only qualm
Why can't life let that be like that?
It's always rewriting the script.
Somebody put the brakes on.