It was red, green and orange on the TV that morning
It was Sunday but we didn't pray
We just worried a little, in between giggles
And we hoped that it would be okay
I don't want to see the purple houses go down
On the streets of my old home town
I just want everything to stay the same
I am not in the mood for a change
We were still sleeping, and the water was seeping
And it only grew deep through the day
You can stay here with me as long as your need
But there's just no avoiding the pain
I don't want to see the purple houses go down
On the streets of my old home town
I just want everything to stay the same
I am not in the mood for a change
Then the eaves were all rotten and the news had forgotten
The misfortunes befalling our friends
Catalog of emotion revealing the notion
We would never be children again
I don't want to see the purple houses go down
On the streets of my old home town
I just want everything to stay the same
I am not in the mood
I don't want any food
I am not in the mood for a change