96 Beatrice Street
I wonder if you're still there?
You weathered storms that showed me up

Remember building up your walls
Armed with wood and tin
Tell me, is it hard to hold all those memories in?

The road I walked to town has changed me
I don't belong here anymore

Maybe you're a hollow shell
Couldn't see you like that
Or have I grown up too much?
At times I dream of a homecoming
Though I know it cannot be
Like some long lost friend you'd take me back again

The road I walked to town has changed me
I don't belong here anymore
The road I walked to town has changed me
I don't belong here anymore