Watsonia
Nothing ever happens here
When I try to leave you
My chest just tightens up
Watsonia
Grimshaw Street intersects you
And takes me to Bundoora
Or the bright lights of Greensborough
And the winds in these hills
Chills me to the bones
Cause it's hard to be friends
When what you hate is home
Watsonia
There's just three churches and a
Strip of shops and houses
Full of broken hearts
Watsonia
I'm afraid of leaving here
Cause I feel small here in you
And Melbourne is so big
And the winds in these hills
Chills me to the bones
Cause it's hard to be friends
When what you hate is home
And the winds in these hills
Cuts me to the bones
Cause it's hard to be friends
When you hate your home
I am coming home
To Watsonia
I can never leave you
Cause no matter where I go
You'll be in my heart
(Added by Andrew Chua)