Lyrics
You sit down on the corner of your favorite bar
Are you waiting for a friend?
Are you waiting for a romance?
Are you waiting for me?
Well, I ain't got time waiting for a sign to come
I'm thinking about the chances that we let go
You go down to the corner of your favorite street
Are you waiting for something to find?
To hold and to keep?
When they are selling everything you need
Well, I ain't got time talking about a revolution
I'm thinking about the changes about to come
This is not my city
This is just my home
You don't look too pretty
When you're dancing on your own
And on top of the rich and famous
There will be no dirt no more
But there will be no birds to sing
A song for the day to begin
You lay down on the streets of your hometown
Are you able to leave?
Can you feel the conrete
Beneath your feet?
Well, maybe it's wrong to carry on
And maybe it's all said and done
But it's aching
And I'm not taking it
This is not my city
This is just my home
You don't look too pretty
When you're dancing on your own
And on top of the rich and famous
There will be no dirt no more
But there will be no birds to sing
A song for the day to begin
This is not my city
This is just my home
You don't look too pretty
When you're dancing on your own
This is not my city
This is just my home
You don't look too pretty
When you're dancing on your own