You now know my love why I miss this city so much.
The muck and mess, the traffic and stress.
The rain and storm, yet hearts always warm.
The trees, the rain and sea, the best things always free.
Where family stands by every stride, where arms are always open wide.
Where dreams are made and shattered, this city has always mattered.
You now know why I miss this city so much. Because it was what I once called HOME.