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)