The house that I grew up in
Is no longer worth living in, they say
So they'll tear it down
My friends have all moved away so have I
But whenever I come to town
It seems so damn gray
And I know that I'm prone just to wonder
And will I ever find my way?
We all learn to swim just to go under
And I can't decide which road to take
Makes me want to know
What was home back then?
What was home back then?
And will I ever know?
And will I find it again?
The young kids take our place
On the ballfields and city streets
They don't know
This used to be our town
And old trails that we once made
With our dirt bikes and reckless games
They're gone just like our dreams
And I know that I'm prone just to wonder
And will I ever find my way?
We all learn to swim just to go under
And I can't decide which road to take
God I want to know
What was home back then?
What was home back then?
And will I ever know?
And will I find it again?
What was home back then?
What was home back then?
And will I ever know?
And will I ever find it again?
The house that I grew up in
Is no longer worth living in, they say