This Place (Live)

Busted doors and broken women hang out in the street
Faces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greet
But the old café door's permanently closed
No more cappuccino brewing
There's a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wondering what the hell I'm doin'

This place used to be my home
This town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and nobody's grown
In this place, I used to call my home

The old tree on the hill's still standin'
Where my baby and I used to lay down
She taught me about livin', lovin' and life
My first and only love from this town
And the plain old houses seem like long lost friends
You know, most have been torn down
I guess they tried to make way for some kinda progress
So hard to find in this town

This place used to be my home
This town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and nobody's grown
In this place, I used to call my home

Fields of green and lazy skies
Golden memories just pass me by
When you go back, well, it's never the same
I know it's true
But I'm still hooked on you and this place
Come on, cut it up Stevie

The old café door's permanently closed
No more cappuccino brewing
There's a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wonderin' what the hell I'm doin'

This place used to be my home
This town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and nobody's grown
In this place

This place used to be my home
This town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and nobody's grown
In this place, I used to call my home

Over the years, all the answers
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Nobody
Over the years, nothing and no one
You can't go back, no baby, can't go back
To the place I used to call my home
Used to call my home



Credits
Writer(s): Maury Yeston
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