That's me and daddy, out at Lunan Bay
Now looking dandy, stepping out, Saturday
I can still see the buses
Lined up to take the dancing homeThat's me on the stairs, suitcase in hand
Kidding on, but knowing, one day he planned
To leave all that behind
See what the big smoke's sayingThese are just some photographs talking
They make it look easy
To imagine just walking
Back into someone's armsAnd feeling
Homesick
Homesick
HomesickMaybe you have a question too
You recognize a face in unfamiliar shoes
Don't see a man, just someone broken down
Standing in front of youThis could be just a photograph talking
I make it look easy
To get up, start walking
Back out of these armsAnd make me
Homesick
Homesick
HomesickI'm just
Homesick
Homesick
HomesickHomesick
Homesick
Homesick
Homesick