Lyrics:

I walk down my old street, used to be home for me,
and now there's spraypaint on the walls;
I see a house that at one time looked nice, but now it is abandoned:
There's nothing left at all.
So why, why must we let our chances fly,
When oh when oh will we ever see hope again?
Why, why, why is it hard to say goodbye?
Well oh well oh at least I can still remember when our city used to be such a beautiful place,
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 I cannot explain this tragety.
My 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 so small now.
Feel like I'm living in someone else's-dream,
It dosen't seem this is the way that things should be,
it's like a dark cloud swallowed up humanity, whatever it is, it is beyond me.
Homesickness is the flu that surrounds me, A virus spreading through the street;
It astounds me: Homesickness