[00:00.00] 作词 : (Hind/Inglis)
[00:00.00] 作曲 : (Hind/Inglis)
[00:00.00] Busted doors and broken women  hang out in the street
[00:26.37]Faces unfamiliar turn to  stare and not to greet
[00:33.69]And the old café  door’s  permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing
[00:43.02]There’s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
[00:46.20]Wondering  what the hell
[00:48.39]I’m doin ’
[00:51.27]This place used to be my home
[00:55.44]This town
[00:56.46]I used to call my own
[00:59.22]Over the years  nothin’ and no one’s grown
[01:03.03]In this place,
[01:06.33]I used  to call my home
[01:16.74]The old tree  on the hill’s still standin’
[01:20.04]Where my baby and
[01:20.85]I used to lay down
[01:24.63]She taught me about livin ’, lovin’ and life
[01:28.47]My first and only love from this town
[01:32.67]And the plain old houses seem like long lost friends
[01:37.86]But most have been torn down
[01:42.27]I guess they tried to make way for some kinda progress
[01:45.72]So hard to find in this town
[01:50.25]This place used to be my home
[01:54.51]This town
[01:55.47]I used to call my own
[01:58.29]Over the years  nothin’ and nobody’s grown
[02:02.07]In this place,
[02:05.37]I used to call my home
[02:09.18]Fields of green  and lazy skies
[02:13.32]Golden memories just pass me by
[02:16.44]When  you go back, well, it’s never the same
[02:21.18]I know it’s true
[02:23.34]But  I’m still hooked on you …  and this place
[02:44.34]The old café  door’s  permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing
[02:51.63]There’ s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
[02:57.99]Wonderin’ what the hell
[02:59.79]I’m doin’
[03:02.01]This place used to be my home
[03:06.21]This town
[03:07.17]I used to call my own
[03:09.93]Over the years  nothin’ and no one’s grown
[03:13.77]In this place  …
[03:18.81]This place used to be my home
[03:23.13]This town
[03:52.74]I used to call my own
[04:02.61]Over the years  nothin ’ and no  one ’s grown
[04:27.96]In this place,
[04:28.35]I used to call my home