| I had to see for myself
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| I had to show it to you
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| Among my sweetest of memories
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| I see this place in more than a few, yeah
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| Familiar shadows remain
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| But they are all that? |
| s unchanged
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| Because this whole street seems haunted now
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| And the atmosphere is still and strange
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| We didn’t worry about much
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| We never had a spare dime
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| This is where home used to be
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| In a different time
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| I know it? |
| s hard to believe
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| So much has turned to dust, yeah, yeah
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| But this is where home used to be
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| And it was good to us, more than good to us
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| This was our place in the world
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| When life was new and untried
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| When every wild dream seemed possible
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| It felt good to be here, it was warm inside, yeah
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| I have to say, I? |
| m amazed
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| Even though I learned long ago
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| That sometimes good things get thrown away
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| I wish right now that it wasn’t so
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| Those days are good and gone
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| Around here it? |
| s plain enough, yeah, yeah
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| This is where home used to be
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| Where we lived and loved
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| We were only here for awhile
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| Then we got drawn away, yeah, yeah
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| But this is where home used to be
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| And I pray that it? |
| ll see a better day
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| We didn’t worry back then
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| We never had a spare dime
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| This is where home used to be
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| In a different time
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| I know it? |
| s hard to believe
|
| So much has turned to dust, yeah, yeah
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| But this is where home used to be
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| And it was good to us, more than good to us
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| I had to see for myself
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| I had to show it to you |