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LA's fine, the sun shines most of the time
The feeling is laid back
Palm trees grow and the rents are low
But you know I keep talking about
my way back

But I'm Jamaican boy born and raised
Nowadays, I'm lost between two shores
LA's fine, but it ain't home
New York's home but it ain't mine no more

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

Did you read about a frog who dreamed of being a king
And then became one
Except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me, the story's the same one

But I got an emptiness deep inside
And it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I've never cared for the sound of being alone

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

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