Chrysanthemum

Yes, I hate the way I feel and it makes no sense Five months gone and all I got Pretty pink flowers on my chain link fence And I don't like what it means 'Cause I know there's more to come I can't go home without Chrysanthemum I walk around lost and I don't know why I don't see the faces or the places That I should recognize It's like that dream where it feels like home But it don't look right Yes, I will look everywhere tonight And I will not stop until I make things right And I can't go home until I see the sun I can't go home without Chrysanthemum No, I can't go home without Chrysanthemum