I walk down my old street, used to be home for me and
Now there's spray paint on the walls
I see a house that at one time looked nice
But now it is abandoned there's nothing left at allSo why must we let our chances fly
And when oh when will we ever see hope again
And why is it hard to say goodbye
Oh well oh well at least I can still remember whenOur city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you can't walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedyMy first trip to city, I remember thinking
That the buildings stood so tall
And when I see that my old stomping ground is just a ravaged
They seem now rather smallSo why must we let our chances fly
And when oh when will we ever see hope again
And why is it hard to say goodbye
Oh well oh well at least I can still remember whenOur city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you can't walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedyFeels like I'm living in someone else's-dream
Doesn't seem this is the way that things should be
It's like a dark cloud swallowed up humanity
Whatever it is it's beyond meHomesickness is the flu that surrounds me
A virus spreading through the street, it astounds me
HomesicknessThe city used to be such a beautiful place
But now you can't walk down the street and think you'll see the same
My hands are in the air, it makes no sense to me
And I cannot explain this tragedy