Dancing on the Streets of Raith

As I sit here alone, heading on the bus home, I
can't help but think of your face.
All the times that we spent drinking cans down the den—
what I’d do to relive all those days.
And I’ll whistle the tune that reminds me of you.
Well, this town might change, but the feeling—it all stays the same.
We’ll be dancing on the streets of Raith.
And this, and this moment with you, I can't replace.
’Cause this is our hometown,
and even if I'm not around, I’m still with you, I’ll still be with you.
Well, I’ve broken my bones, I’ve thrown all the stones
in the glass house that I tried to break.
And this place I call home, and these streets that I roam—
it’s the place where I’ve made my mistakes.
And I’ll whistle the tune that reminds me of you.
Well, this town might change, but the feeling—it all stays the same.
We’ll be dancing on the streets of Raith.
And this, and this moment with you, I can't replace.
’Cause this is our hometown,
and even if I'm not around, I’m still with you, I’ll still be with you.
We’ll be dancing on the streets of Raith.
And this, and this moment with you, I can't replace.
’Cause this is our hometown,
and even if I'm not around, I’m still with you, I’ll still be with you.