Homesick

At the shopping mall I'm surrounded by a parking lot

Walking down the aisle I was thinking about what I had lost

On a Sunday morning my hometown is feeling strange to me

In the stadium dark forces are gathering

Homesick, for the people that I live with

Homesick, for the spirit I'm missing

Homesick, for the country that I'm living in

First you make me hungry

Then you feed me something I don't want

There's no satisfaction for an aching heart but life goes on

And when I complain I get thrown out of the restaurant

Homesick, for the people that I live with

Homesick, for the spirit I'm missing

Homesick, for the country that I'm living in

Homesick, for the people that I live with

Homesick

Homesick, for the country that I'm living in