And
Now theres spraypaint on the walls.
I see a house that at one time looked nice but now it is
Abandoned,
Theres nothing left at all.
So why-y-y must we let our chances fly,
And when oh when oh when will we ever
See hope again
And why-y-y is it so hard to say goodbye,
Oh well oh well at least I can
Still remember when our
City used to be such a beautiful place,
But now you cant walk down the street and think youll see the same
My hands are in the air,
It makes no sense to me,
And i
Cannot
Explain this tragedy...
My first trip to the city, yeah, I remember thinking
That those buildings stood so tall,
But now I see that my old stomping ground has just been ravaged,
They seem now rather small,
So why-y-y must we let our chances fly,
And when oh when oh when will we ever
See hope again
Why-y-y is it so hard to say goodbye,
Oh well oh well at least I can
Still remember when our
City used to be such a beautiful place,
But now you cant walk down the street and think youll see the same
My hands are in the air,
It makes no sense to me,
And i
Cannot
Explain this tragedy...
Feels like im living in someone elses dream,
Nothing seems as if its the way that should be,
Its like a dark cloud swallowed up in humanity,
Whatever it is, its beyond me.
Homesickness is the flu that surrounds me,
A virus spreading through the street, it astounds me,
Homesickness-
Our City used to be such a beautiful place,
But now you cant walk down the street and think youll see the same
My hands are in the air,
It makes no sense to me,
And i
Cannot
Explain this tragedy...
