Homesick (Finn Brothers)

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