Back to the place where my childhood roamed,
Thirty years gone, yet here I've returned,
The streets are whispers, echoes of youth,
Frozen in time, revealing their truth.

In this town where memories breathe,
Ghosts of the past never leave,
Touching the shadows of what used to be,
Time stands still, here with me.

No family left, no familiar face,
Yet every corner holds a trace,
Of laughter lost, of tears once cried,
In these old roads where my heart resides.

Every house, every tree, still the same,
But I've changed, nothing to blame,
The years have passed, but here they stay,
In this timeless, endless day.

In this town where memories breathe,
Ghosts of the past never leave,
Touching the shadows of what used to be,
Time stands still, here with me.

As I walk through these silent streets,
The past and present softly meet,
I am here, but also gone,
In this place where time moves on.