[Verse 1] I trace the cracks in the café’s chipped‑up floor, The jukebox hums a tune I swear I’ve heard a thousand times before. New faces fill the booth where we all used to trade our dreams, But the quiet hits me harder than the years in between. [Chorus] I’m just looking around, watching the world rearrange— Neon lights burn bright where the old oak used to sway. Every corner’s a ghost in a brand‑new frame, Looking around, everything changed but it feels the same. [Verse 2] The bookstore’s gone, replaced by a sign that flickers blue, But I still stop right where I learned the things that pulled me through. A stranger’s dog chases a squirrel across the square, And somehow the wind still carries something familiar in the air. [Chorus] I’m just looking around, watching the world rearrange— Neon lights burn bright where the old oak used to sway. Every corner’s a ghost in a brand‑new frame, Looking around, everything changed but it feels the same. [Bridge] I thought time would smooth the edges of this town, But every shiny building just reflects what’s missing now. The clock tower keeps ticking out that same old beat— And I’m stuck somewhere between who I was and who I’ll be. [Chorus] I’m just looking around, watching the world rearrange— Neon lights burn bright where the old oak used to sway. Every corner’s a ghost in a brand‑new frame, Looking around, everything changed but it feels the same.