Written by Greg Bates & Matt Willis
Conrad Soriano, Jr. was my stage manager, best friend, and brother. He lived to help other people – that’s what brought joy to his life. Every person he touched felt as though he was their best friend. He was a true servant leader, selfless, loving, and one of the kindest souls that Amber and I had ever encountered. I didn’t step on stage or off stage without him. He was always there to take care of me and the boys, but on July 18, 2020 he passed away due to complications from COVID-19. I’ll never forget getting the news. I was so angry and so hurt… just lost.
It was one of those moments I almost just couldn’t accept. I had to just sit and process, and try to grasp hold of the “Why”. That night, Amber went to bed so I poured myself a glass of whiskey, started listening to songs for this project, and “happened” across this song. I listened over and over again, while I cried and grieved. I was so strange how it just “showed up” that night. I knew this was Conrad’s song.
This song was my healing. Thank you Conrad for everything you did for us. Till we meet again my amigo, my hermano.
(Intro)
That western bull on Levi blue jean jacket
That vintage vinyl I keep in the attic
My rusty beat-up Bronco
Built in 1982
That long and lonesome whistle from a freight train
The sound of a touchdown from a homeward-bound plane
The wind and the rain
The sun and the moon
It all comes back around
It all comes back around
Why can't you?
(Chorus)
And even that old country fare
Rolls through town every year
And I just wish you were here
To see that Ferris wheel spinning
It's crazy how a town that'll never change
Could never be the same without you in it
(Verse)
Those late-night hangs, baseball games, and fishing trips
That six-pack summer, can't believe how fast it went
They say that memories fade
But the good ones never good
They all come back around
They all come back around
Why can't you?
(Chorus)
Even that old country fare
Rolls through town every year
And I just wish you were here
To see that Ferris wheel spinning
It's crazy how a town that'll never change
Could never be the same without you in it
I know you had to go when the good Lord called your name
But as crazy as it sounds, still catch myself these days
Thinking you'll come back around
It all comes back around
Why can't you? Oh
It all comes back around
Why can't you?
It all comes back around
Why can't you?
