This Place Songtext
von Little River Band

Busted doors and broken women hang out in the street
Faces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greet
And the old café door′s permanently closed, there ain't no more cappuccino brewing
There′s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wonderin' what the hell I'm doin′ there

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

That old tree′s on the hill still standin'
Where my baby and I used to lay down
She taught me about lovin′, she taught me about life
My first and only love from this town

And the plain old houses seem like long-lost friends
But 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 passing by saying
"You go back, it ain't never the same
I know it's true
I′m still hooked on you and this place"

The old café door′s permanently closed, there ain't no more cappuccino brewing
There′s a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wonderin' what the hell I′m doin' there

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 (oh, now)

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