In this city, there are so many faces you can go insane I'm still so lonely, I'm about about to faint And I don't faint easily Absurdities give my head the freeze So crowded, still I'm on my own I'm on my own I didn't know I could be so alone I'm on my own in here, I...
I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around And I know that she knows This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town And I know that she knows She knows
I'm sorry, but these are twists of a mind in a social frost Just give me seven seconds to gather my thoughts It seems we're dealing solely with a social consciousness I got no other shoulder to cry on but my own No other but my own Please won't you bring me back home I miss my home, oh
I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around And I know that she knows This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town And I know that she knows 2x She knows
It takes so many faces to fill me up I'm way past the brim of this here cup Ain't got no one to talk to, no one to hear me out Don't wanna do nothing but to be there
I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around And I know that she knows This here is on concrete, and I miss my little town And I know that she knows 2x She knows
I miss the houses, I miss the street I miss all the people that greet me with a smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
