Текст песни
Wish that you could see this city
Just how it used to be
Burning with the fire of industry
Wish that you could feel the life
We once felt on these streets
But you cant, no you cant
Cause Im on my way
Through some kind of ghost town
Im on my way back home
Im on my way
Wish that I could slow down
Im on my way back home
Nothing but one dead highway
No blood in these veins
You hardly see a car, truck, or train
Theres no one left to say what happened
But I want some one to blame
But I cant, no I cant
Cause Im on my way
Through some kind of ghost town
Im on my way back home
Im on my way
Wish that I could slow down
Im on my way back home
Looking for some answers in the rubble, rocks, and sand
The diggings got me nothing
But some worn dirt on my hands
I didnt see it coming
Never thought wed see her fall
But maybe she was crumbling all along
Wish that you could see my family
Just how it used to be
Burnin with a love so bright and free
I wish that I could hold my momma
Just once more before she leaves
But I cant, no I cant
No I cant, no I cant, no I cant
Cause Im on my way
Through some kind of ghost town
Im on my way back home
Im on my way
Wish that I could slow down
Im on my way back home
Yeah Im on my way
Through some kind of ghost town
Im on my way back home
Im on my way
Wish that I could go around
Im on my way back home
Im on my way back home
Im on my way back home