The house that I grew up in Is no longer worth living in, they say So they'll tear it down My friends have all moved away so have I But whenever I come to town It seems so damn gray And I know that I'm prone just to wonder And will I ever find my way? We all learn to swim just to go under And I can't decide which road to take Makes me want to know What was home back then? What was home back then? And will I ever know? And will I find it again? The young kids take our place On the ballfields and city streets They don't know This used to be our town And old trails that we once made With our dirt bikes and reckless games They're gone just like our dreams And I know that I'm prone just to wonder And will I ever find my way? We all learn to swim just to go under And I can't decide which road to take God I want to know What was home back then? What was home back then? And will I ever know? And will I find it again? What was home back then? What was home back then? And will I ever know? And will I ever find it again? The house that I grew up in Is no longer worth living in, they say