1. |
No Reception
02:59
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Gotta get out of the city
Gotta get where I am free
Don't bother to try and call me,
There's no reception where I'll be.
Gonna run off to the forest
Breathe all the air that I can breathe
Gonna help myself to life where
Nobody is tracking me.
These city calls have got me feeling trapped in shades of blue
Feeling like I'm losing points of view
And as I wander, oh I wonder, why I'm so confused
As I keep walking down the path they know I'll choose.
Gotta get out of the city
Gotta get where I am free
Don't bother to try and call me,
There's no reception where I'll be.
These city calls have got me feeling trapped in shades of blue
Feeling like I'm losing points of view
And as I wander, oh I wonder, why I'm so confused
As I keep walking down the path they know I'll choose.
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2. |
New York's Not My Home
03:02
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Things were spinnin' 'round me
And all my thoughts were cloudy
And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me
Been in so many places, you know I've run so many races
I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night
Somethin' is just not right
'Cause I know that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
Though all the streets are crowded
There's somethin' strange about it
I lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home
I thought I'd make the big time
I learned a lot of lessons awfully quick
And now I'm tellin' you that they were not the nice kind
It has been so long since I have felt fine
That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
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