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