This Place Lyrics - 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 caf door's permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing 

There's a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow 

Wondering what the hell I'm doin' 

This place used to be my home 

This town I used to call my own 

Over the years nothin' and no one's grown 

In this place, I used to call my home 

The old tree on the hill's still standin' 

Where my baby and I used to lay down 

She taught me about livin', lovin' and 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 pass me by 

When you go back, well, it's never the same 

I know it's true 

But I'm still hooked on you ... and this place 

The old caf door's permanently closed, no more cappuccino brewing 

There's a pair of eyes peering through the afterglow 

Wonderin' what the hell I'm doin' 

This place used to be my home 

This town I used to call my own 

Over the years nothin' and no one's grown 

In this place ... 

This place used to be my home 

This town I used to call my own 

Over the years nothin' and no one's grown 

In this place, I used to call my home