Текст песни Little River Band - This Place
Little River Band - This Place слова песни
Busted doors and broken women hang out in the streetFaces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greetAnd the old café door`s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewingThere`s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglowWondering what the hell I`m doin`This place used to be my homeThis town I used to call my ownOver the years nothin` and no one`s grown In this place, I used to call my homeThe old tree on the hill`s still standin`Where my baby and I used to lay downShe taught me about livin`, lovin` and lifeMy first and only love from this townAnd the plain old houses seem like long lost friendsBut most have been torn downI guess they tried to make way for some kinda progressSo hard to find in this townThis place used to be my homeThis town I used to call my ownOver the years nothin` and nobody`s grownIn this place, I used to call my homeFields of green and lazy skiesGolden memories just pass me byWhen you go back, well, it`s never the sameI know it`s trueBut I`m still hooked on you … and this placeThe old café door`s permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewingThere`s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglowWonderin` what the hell I`m doin`This place used to be my homeThis town I used to call my ownOver the years nothin` and no one`s grownIn this place …This place used to be my homeThis town I used to call my ownOver the years nothin` and no one`s grownIn this place, I used to call my home