Old Home

You're all alone
Rolling on
You're searching on for that honey-pops
Bargain offer

They are all gone
You're all alone
You push your trolley straight on to the
Checkout counter

Old home
And its bitter symphony

You're on your own
Stumbling on
You're piling your groceries up to a
Heap of habits

Old home
In a distant memory
Old home
And its bitter symphony

Ahhh
Ahhh
Ahhh

You're all alone
You are that kid that has lost its mom
In the market
Searching, lonely