Yes I hate the way I feel

And it makes no sense

Five months gone and all I got -

Pretty pink flowers on a chain link fence

'Nd I don't like what it means

'Cause I know

There is 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

I will not stop until I make things right

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