Chrysanthemum

Yes, I hate the way I feel and it makes no sense

Five months gone and all I got

Pretty pink flowers on my chain link fence

And I don’t like what it means

'Cause I know there’s more to come

I can’t go home without

Chrysanthemum

I walk around lost and I don’t know why

I don’t see the faces or the places

That I should recognize

It’s like that dream where it feels like home

But it don’t look right

Yes, I will look everywhere tonight

And I will not stop until I make things right

And I can’t go home until I see the sun

I can’t go home without

Chrysanthemum

No, I can’t go home without

Chrysanthemum