Busted doors and broken women hang out in the street 
Faces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greet 
And the old café door’s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing 
There’s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow 
Wondering what the hell 
I’m doin’ 
This place used to be my home 
This town 
I used to call my own 
Over the years nothin’ and no one’s grown 
In this place, 
I used to call my home 
The old tree on the hill’s still standin’ 
Where my baby and 
I used to lay down 
She taught me about livin’, lovin’ and life 
My first and only love from this town 
And the plain old houses seem like long lost friends 
But most have been torn down 
I guess they tried to make way for some kinda progress 
So hard to find in this town 
This place used to be my home 
This town 
I used to call my own 
Over the years nothin’ and nobody’s grown 
In this place, 
I used to call my home 
Fields of green and lazy skies 
Golden memories just pass me by 
When you go back, well, it’s never the same 
I know it’s true 
But I’m still hooked on you … and this place 
The old café door’s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing 
There’s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow 
Wonderin’ what the hell 
I’m doin’ 
This place used to be my home 
This town 
I used to call my own 
Over the years nothin’ and no one’s grown 
In this place … 
This place used to be my home 
This town 
I used to call my own 
Over the years nothin’ and no one’s grown 
In this place, 
I used to call my home